Luyện nghe bài hát Whore Monger

(verse)
my popularitys on the ri-ise.my is somewhat

my heads expanding in size but my stomachs
it all evens out in the end what I'm thinking
sing the cashregister raps ch-ching ching.green backs the bling bling
na na I may home.rev got the ring ring ha ha hey hey poem
while my machine screening calls.hailing safe and alone
I want change in your message not the return of a payphone
my boys are concerned my brains blown
voices get turned annoyed with what they say
if its a gay tone n they like "hey ho!" then I'm all "hey yo..."
few remain prone to spray straight shots with blood glocks
n a face of stone to melt your ice it might spill!
n ya Bone. Thugs-in-Harmony cd presenting tape should own
replace the thrown with Non-Prophets drop bass ON
Sage is to pull your card kid so chill
I mess up like robbers with no skill
my only is the holy father SO THRILLED
that you dont know what God is making martyrs outta molehills
now if your soul is fufilled your dills
n realize youre satisfied til after u die from overkill
im from Placiboville but we the drill
obscene is so ill but wait for the to leave so I can throw the pill..
I AM NOT SICK! demeneted or listed as bitch
whats up with kid
some that I'm interested in running from the facts whispered
in a mating call get a busy signal from a number thats unlisted
lumberjacks are gifted.when I the axe it slid
out of my grasp n injured invalid, invalid
Toss-offs their cookies while tossing salads
I the most hype love sonnet n let some whore sing the ballad

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

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

(hook)
...and I havent a choice n if ya snatches aint just
c'mon

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