Luyện nghe bài hát The World Is Hell

I can see him into class
They're all and at some point
A couple motha' fuckers start to
They 'bout me, but they do it to their friends
they all afraid of what's gonna' happen in the end
And now my ears keep
Only meaning that the devil and prays on broken wings
I'm not a new
Consimated out of
I've been assembled and by all them things you hate
I'm uncontrollable, but I get the last laugh
I got your head inside my garbage bag
Be everybody cause the birds out
My last warning was last year, the out
I revenge for the American mute
And fire on your campaign boost from house roofs
And that's the as only Twiztid can tell
Make sure all covered cause the world is Hell

The is Hell
I'm hearing you're saying
But you're faking and only and staying
As if changing
The World is
A change from within
your mind, is that another sin, from within
The World is
I'm hearing you're saying
But you're faking and hoping and staying
As if changing
The World is
A comes from within
Speakin' your mind, is another sin, from within]

Let's with the way that we act
and destruction!
Civilized with an axe, is a function
Taught by the and embedded in the mind
and through television by the age of
solidified
Little time bombs waiting to explode
On the world turning the world into a hole
And your fault
So many young are dumb and turn to drugs and be
Fuck an
homeless (starving) strung out and (eating out of garbage cans) surviving
A lost generation somewhere between the real and the mind of imagination
some it hell, living life every day
Maybe this is hell, everywhere
and any way if you're good you'll go to
and if not destined to stay alive till the year 2057

sit alone and the world fall down
gather round
all the others are gagged and
I a way to display my strange love
in a way that will leave the of your world numb
(De-de-destruction!)without a story to tell and I'm gonna' you to the books next page as well
so keep your eye on all the angles they sell
'cause you're dealing the snakes in this world of hell
and it's your fault we cuss and pants sags
and our souls are vacuum packed in space storage bags
(oh in disposable)
throw me away and I to seven and return on the sixth day
five ways, five to form a fist,
never gave us what we want, so they hate us just for takin' it
murder and death, another to tell,
'cause demons are and the world is hell