Luyện nghe bài hát Whore Monger

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my popularitys on the ri-ise.my self-image is

my heads expanding in size but my stomachs
it all out in the end thats what I'm thinking
sing the cashregister raps ch-ching ching.green backs bring the bling
na na I may stay home.rev got the ring ring ha ha hey hey
while my answering screening calls.hailing safe and alone
I change in your message not the coin return of a payphone
my are concerned that my brains blown
voices get turned away annoyed what they say
if its a gay tone n they "hey ho!" then I'm all like "hey yo..."
few remain prone to spray straight shots with blood glocks
n a face of stone to your ice grill it might spill!
n break ya Bone. Thugs-in-Harmony cd presenting should own
replace the thrown with some Non-Prophets drop ON
Sage is know to pull your card kid so
I up plans like robbers with no skill
my only is the holy father SO THRILLED
that you dont know still what God is making martyrs molehills
now if your soul is fufilled holed dills
n realize never satisfied til after u die from overkill
im from Placiboville but we know the
is so ill but wait for the nurse to leave so I can throw the pill..
I AM NOT SICK! or listed as twisted bitch
whats up with kid
some insisted that I'm in running from the facts whispered
in a mating call that get a signal from a number thats unlisted
are gifted.when I swung the axe it slid
out of my grasp n this invalid, invalid
Toss-offs toss their cookies while tossing
I ghost-write the hype love sonnet n let some whore sing the ballad

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IMA WHORE...A WHORE MONGER! a platinum voice
IMA WHORE...A MONGER! 'cause I havent a choice
servin up this (S!) echo-freaks need to eat

(verse)
excrament flauntin rose peddals
I breed hard to impregnate stones to grow pebbles
I kettles at pan-handlers n pot-smokers
sell insest to sexually repressed
I turn impetant pimps to sex
manifest them with radio from x-rays
I bootleg skeletons the next day
son u can sense my dark once the sky gets gray
little kids r like "lets play!haha." not then
tell them to act like men then fight them
let em hit me first then be "strike again!"
then its my turn to see how far the of little tykes bend
I tied em up, with rope. "word?thats dope."
manhandled the that lacked hope n her back broke
she crack cocain. the heroin needed heroin never again
ladies n gentlelele gentlelele..
im from a species of zsars the deep seas n stars
everything I do is important so I my feces in jars
n I eat seems bizarr I deep-freeze n thaw
emcees who down by the gravities of law
now these anologies raw
but when u secretly serve this yall then become casualties of war
just call me Allah n I was flattered
'cause I ghost-wrote the most love sonnet let dumb harlet sung the ballad

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...and I havent a choice n if ya aint moist just
c'mon

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