Luyện nghe bài hát When Crowds Descend Upon You

[feat.

1:]
I'm just biologically, listen to y'all that make a mockery
Anton is like a god to me
I am not associated with your democracy
Gary? is like a to me, go to war logically
I conduct Nostradamusly, I am Ibrahim's last prophecy
Earth is my property, I am possessed I'm an apostrophe
Vinny Appice is like a to me
Paz silently, cut your fucking head like a lobotomy
Rape the beat like sodomy
Nietzsche and philosophy, I am a vampire, I'm to be
I cannot be seen in 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 to pray to Allah constantly honestly

I'm having nervous dreams, this a murder scene
Yellow around the booth, no one heard em scream
He deserve to dream, nigga this a murder scene
Yellow tape around the booth, I'm nervous dreams

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

2:]
Underground like and the oil
Earth and the soil, I like boil
Destroy rappers, King Kong
Bullets ricochet playing ping passengers
Won't make it, the real fake it
If don't belong to you then don't take it
A naked eye can look loyal but trust 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 won't em
that we both even
Until she catch me a 20 year old freaking
On top of the fucking bed we make love and both
Now the hundredth time she caught me with hoes cheating
I think I got a problem with being
It's not that I ain't grateful, just something about me so hateful

I'm having nervous dreams, nigga a murder scene
tape around the booth, no one heard em scream
He don't deserve to dream, nigga a murder scene
Yellow tape around the booth, I'm having 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 tape wrapped around the booth, nobody heard em

3:]
I'm strutting with the black mask, pass on the cash
Relax on the grass, can't on the slash
no rest, there's no 2 and a half hour crash
I'm all about the cash, outwit and
In mass covered in from gun powder blast
Can less if you wear a flag or a badge
I'm trying to mattresses of cash
I'm trying to have the pad built up with packages and bags
No matter how many bodies in the trash
I on the move, bad news travels fast
I stay with the smoking and no discretion
It's a gross obsession, I it close under low detection
Don't provoke me and 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 swore an oath of