Luyện nghe bài hát Visions of a Silent One

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Comin up tha muthafuckin block, tha undertaker
Jus yo hands in tha air, don't move a muscle I wont hesitate ta
Jus let you it wit a few thangz
No need for runnin and duckin wit this missle pack,i'm takin aim
Now all these methods, to finish him
I took my sack out my and smoked a blunt as I diminished him
Intoxicated, rule number 1 jus cant be faded
High off dosha, I don told ya I was bound to make it
smoke, forget that drama I be tellin ya
Cause me and my stay on cloud 9 on tha regular
And sense we crooks, jus some killaz we to get cha
Pull out that knife and yo throat and watch yo body shiver
Jus will ya, hollow points is hittin quicker
Standin ova yo body and watchin blood spilla
Say hoe, jus have a seat and thea to tha beat
As tha words come out my mouth and hard by yo feet
to yo nerves, sendin signals to yo brain
As I up on tha curve, do you forget I'm tha blame?
Wit tha finastatic, lift up my shirt to pistol I will it
Killin folks and smokin blunts, I'm these niggaz have it

Visions of a silent one, loadin up an extra
Foes out to get me but these rounds will spill up out my
and watch me throw some shit at yo head
No clear of this face leavin coppers mislead

Now look tha eyes of a muthafuckin crook (whatcha see? )
Jus a crip azz high as he can be
Wit 3 mo crooks, in otha words, my motives
Be comin hard, I told ya, and shit so potent
And toastin to burdens, nigga I'm on my own
Gauge inside yo dome to tha problem at home
It's on, now tha pressure's on my wit a tree
Damn I hit a lick (naw you need to hit that weed)
Stressin me is a baby momma and cryin
Man I hope she lyin about this baby bein mine
And times is changin, you betta peep tha around you
Comin up I'm bound to a southside fool
Mr. pookie, mr. muffit, and c-pone
Rippin we see on
killa til we gon
Loan me pistols so I can make a dismissal, what
Wont need to dis you, leave you like some tissue
you anotha havoc, cause boy I ain't gon have it
My visions of a silent one tha automatic
Let you have it wit tha gauge, come from every way
Got em in tha maze betta yet I see you dazed
Be by tha power I posess, that I stress
Turn tha s to a p on yo muthafuckin
It's best you keep yo distance nigga I jus wont listen
Come on in my dimension and get into some killin

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(pookie jus let me live, man)
would you let me live?
(huh? )
That's wha I
(gun shot)
Surprise nigga I hit scene when you think I wouldnt
Talkin shit to my now boy you really shouldnt
Cause tha in tha back of me they really killaz
Cut you up, body show but yo body shiver
Flossin that bitch that you wit and really to me
Cause I don already that hoe
But you tell and you cant see
How a pimp be me, be actin quiet and calm
Be quick to snatch yo bitch and leavin hoochie body numb
Tha fun of her, my back and my azz
Told me to lick up on her, but hoe now I I'll pass
I'd rather smoke on a blunt I get so I get tweeted
I try to stop so much, k-roc keepin me weeded
Jus on off of me though don't wont no mo or no static
I'd rather reach for my gun, bust a pump, let some punk nigga it
This nigga don't where I'm from homeboy you betta take a look
I'm out of clean and dirty, 13030 stoneycrook

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