Luyện nghe bài hát When Crowds Descend Upon You

[feat.

1:]
I'm just evil biologically, listen to that make a mockery
Anton LaVey is a god to me
I am not possibly associated with democracy
is like a shah to me, go to war logically
I conduct self Nostradamusly, I am Ibrahim's prophecy
Earth is my property, I am like I'm an apostrophe
Vinny Appice is like a to me
Paz silently, cut your fucking head like a lobotomy
Rape the fucking beat like
and philosophy, I am a vampire, I'm proud to be
I cannot be seen in your
Vinnie an anomaly, I am not a part of God's
Three inches of blood on my carpeting making things for me
My own family won't talk to me, I to pray to Allah constantly honestly

I'm having nervous dreams, this a murder scene
tape around the booth, no one heard em scream
He don't deserve to dream, nigga this a murder
Yellow tape around the booth, I'm having nervous

I let my bang, the Official Pistol Gang
So what's the issue man? I can a tissue hang
I'm nervous dreams, nigga this a murder scene
Yellow tape wrapped around the booth, nobody heard em

2:]
Underground dirt and the oil
Earth and the soil, I like boil
rappers, King Kong massacre
Bullets ricochet playing pong passengers
make it, the real won't fake it
If something don't to you then don't take it
A naked eye can loyal but don't trust em
That's why I chill with women, fuck em but don't em
and won't treat em, beat em and won't eat em
Leave em and won't em
Believe me a cold demon, I am but I won't em
that we both even
Until she me fucking a 20 year old freaking
On top of the fucking bed we make love and both
Now that's the hundredth time she me with hoes cheating
I think I got a with being faithful
It's not that I grateful, it's just something about me so hateful

I'm having nervous dreams, nigga this a scene
Yellow around the booth, no one heard em scream
He don't deserve to dream, nigga this a scene
Yellow tape around the booth, I'm having dreams

I let my pistol bang, the Official Pistol
So what's the issue I can make a tissue hang
I'm having nervous dreams, nigga a murder scene
Yellow tape wrapped around the booth, heard em scream

3:]
I'm strutting the black mask, can't pass on the cash
Relax on the grass, slack on the slash
There's no rest, there's no 2 and a half hour
I'm all about the cash, and outlast
In covered in black from gun powder blast
Can care less if you a flag or a badge
I'm trying to have of cash
I'm trying to have the bachelor pad built up with and bags
No matter how many amass in the trash
I stay on the move, bad news fast
I stay with the weapon and no discretion
It's a gross obsession, I keep it close under low
Don't me and don't ask any loaded questions
I don't go for one soul, I want the whole
Send you on that long road to
Murder all the men I an oath of protection