Luyện nghe bài hát You Ain't A Killer

The harsh realities of is takin' toll
For Jesus Christ forsake my soul
Please tell me the price to pay to it home
Take control, I'm makin' doe, but not enough to
J O's, they lust my flows, but
I trust a soul, I know I need to
These evil will meet you
Halfway than eat you,
Tryin' to survive illegal, I you lost
you on the cross, rip you like a horse
Sacrife your to a higher force
Than I stomp your corpse, it's the Bronx of
the acsent, one of the last livin' still in action
General assassin', catchin' an erect, blastin' any
Smashin' any chest, any test
Charles Manson in the flesh, any last
Before ya meet your maker, so would your wake up
Shakin' up a storm, Anita Baker
take ya straight to hell and fill your heart with maden
Incarnate fate in Satan's firey lake
Than I lock the gate, no mistake
The Shit Is as as Joe, we follow the killers code
One becomes the you, me, where do you go?
Nowhere to run, or find you
In silence you scream and if you kill me
I'll still be in fuckin' dreams

You a killer, you still learnin' how to walk
From New York to all the real niggas carry chalk
Mark you for death, won't even talk that and West crap
Watch the left rack, It ain't where you're from where's your gat

You made a mistake, shouldn't of come here
You changed your fate, your brains will make a debut on the
When I raise the stakes, the is great
But only for a second, is strong your lesson
Is when your
The Armaggedon set in, left him with so stress (B.S.)
him with no regrets (yes)
Welcome to son, the threshold of death
Face the serpent, I blaze the
You get laced for
Even Jakes trace the work
So close the curtain, I'm hurtin', head
tryin' to bring the pain
There's nothing more
when you cryin' screamin' my name
It's not a game, Purple Rain
Floods and stains, Big Puns my thugs name
Bustin' my gun, that's my love
Slit the jug vein, snatch your apple
John Madden tackle corpse
Then hoist it on the cross at the Taben
That'll have to hurt, I'll work body till it burst
The curse of Viva, slangin' brujeria
I'm worse than anything you ever through
Sick in the head and mental, meant to be so ?
When you awaken, your manhood will be
Faken like you Satan, I'm the rhymin' abomination

You ain't a killer, you still learnin' how to
From New York to Cali all the niggas carry chalk
Mark you for death, won't even that East and West crap
Watch the left rack, It ain't where you're from it's where's gat

You ain't a killer, you learnin' how to walk
New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk
Mark you for death, won't even that East and West crap
Watch the left rack, It ain't where you're from it's your gat

It's to analize, which guys is spies
Be advised people, we recognized who
It's all in the eyes
We read 'em and see 'em for they are
Thieves in undercover cars, takin' my picture like I'm a star
I'm up to par, my is in a smash
a million in the stash
Passport the gas, first name and last
Ask anybody if my men are
Give me the mini shottie, I a nigga for a penny probably
I'm obligated to anything, if it's related
If it shine I'll take it, sill in my and I finally made it
I hate the fact that I'm the last
Probably stash magician, could of went to college and a mathematician
Bad kept me out the game
Now I'm strictly out for cream, doin' things to
I doubt you'll ever dream, my teams the thing you ever seen
Measured by the heavens King, down to the mesimean
I never scream so loud, I'm proud to be
Most heads died by 25, or a quick 3 to 5
So be advised, the streets is full of
not what crews the livest, when the survivors who's the wisest

You a killer, you still learnin' how to walk
From New to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk
Mark you for death, won't even talk that East and West
Watch the left rack, It ain't where from it's where's your gat

You ain't a killer, you still learnin' how to
From New York to Cali all the real carry chalk
Mark you for death, won't even talk that East and crap
Watch the left rack, It where you're from it's where's your gat