Luyện nghe bài hát When Crowds Descend Upon You

[feat.

1:]
I'm just evil biologically, to y'all that make a mockery
Anton is like a god to me
I am not possibly associated with your
Gary? is like a shah to me, go to war
I conduct self Nostradamusly, I am last prophecy
Earth is my property, I am like I'm an apostrophe
Vinny Appice is like a to me
Paz swears silently, cut your fucking like a lobotomy
Rape the beat like sodomy
Nietzsche and philosophy, I am a vampire, I'm to be
I be seen in your photography
an anomaly, I am not a part of God's colony
Three inches of blood on my carpeting things hard for me
My own family won't talk to me, I have to pray to constantly honestly

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

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

2:]
Underground dirt and the oil
Earth and the soil, I burn like
rappers, King Kong massacre
Bullets ricochet ping pong passengers
Won't make it, the real fake it
If something don't belong to you then take it
A naked eye can look loyal but don't em
That's why I chill women, fuck em but don't cuff em
Cheat and won't treat em, em and won't eat em
em and won't feed em
Believe me a cold demon, I am but I leave em
Until that we even
she catch me fucking a 20 year old freaking
On top of the fucking bed we make and both sleeping
Now the hundredth time she caught me with hoes cheating
I think I got a problem with faithful
It's not I ain't 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 murder
Yellow tape the booth, I'm having nervous dreams

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

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