Luyện nghe bài hát You Ain't A Killer

The harsh realities of is takin' toll
For even Christ forsake my soul
Please me the price to pay to make it home
Take control, I'm makin' doe, but not enough to
J O's, lust my flows, but A-yo
I trust a soul, I know I need to
These evil streets meet you
Halfway than eat you,
Tryin' to illegal, I leave you lost
you on the cross, rip you like a horse
Sacrife your life to a higher
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, any tech
Smashin' any chest, any test
Charles Manson in the flesh, any requests
Before ya meet maker, so would your reaper wake up
Shakin' up a storm, like Anita
I'll take ya straight to hell and fill your heart with
Incarnate your fate in Satan's firey
I lock the gate, make no mistake
The Shit Is as Real as Joe, we follow the killers
One becomes the you, tell me, do you go?
Nowhere to run, hide or you
In silence you and even if you kill me
I'll still be in your dreams

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

You made a grave mistake, shouldn't of come
You changed your fate, brains will make a debut on the table
When I the stakes, the pain is great
But for a second, is starts strong your lesson
Is when restin'
The Armaggedon set in, left him so much stress (B.S.)
him with no regrets (yes)
Welcome to hell son, the of death
Face the serpent, I the person
You get for certain
Even Jakes don't the work
So close the curtain, I'm hurtin', head
Really tryin' to the pain
There's nothing more
Then when you cryin' my name
not a game, it's Purple Rain
Floods and blood stains, Big Puns my name
Bustin' my gun, my love thang
the jug vein, snatch your Atam's apple
John Madden tackle your
hoist it on the cross at the Taben Ackle
That'll to hurt, I'll work your body till it burst
The curse of Viva, slangin' brujeria
I'm than anything you ever been through
Sick in the and mental, essentially meant to be so ?
When you awaken, manhood will be taken
Faken like you Satan, when I'm the abomination

You ain't a killer, you 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 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 niggas carry
Mark you for death, won't even talk that East and West
Watch the left rack, It where you're from it's where's your gat

It's to analize, which guys is spies
Be people, we recognized who lies
It's all in the chico
We read 'em and see 'em for what are
Thieves in cars, takin' my picture like I'm a fuckin' star
I'm up to par, my game is in a
Stash a million in the
with the gas, first name and last
Ask anybody if my men are
Give me the mini shottie, I body a for a penny probably
I'm to anything, if it's crime related
If it shine I'll it, sill in my prime and I finally made it
I hate the fact that I'm the last
Probably stash magician, could of to college and been a mathematician
Bad kept me out the game
Now I'm out for cream, doin' things to fiends
I doubt you'll dream, my teams the meanest thing you ever seen
Measured by the heavens King, to the devls mesimean
I never so loud, I'm proud to be alive
Most heads died by 25, or catch a 3 to 5
So be advised, the is full of surprises
It's not what crews the livest, when the survivors who's the

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

You ain't a killer, you still how to walk
From New York to Cali all the real niggas 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