Luyện nghe bài hát Abortion

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I see you with your in your pants
But me, me, see me, I got the world in my
I it spin on my finger, I'm a critical thinker
I'm a of a smoker, and a bit of a drinker

I your name, yeah
Your is unimportant
We in the belly of the
And she thinking abortion

1]
I woke up this morning, d*ck hard
Ashed my blunt in my Award
You can save your bullshit on your memory
If this real n*gga business, then you unemployed
on the celly, called Machiavelli
He he was gravy, I say I was jelly
in the mirror, said "You's an ill n*gga"
Then I ran to the like track and field n*gga
Now I I'll have me a coffee with six sugars
In a world of ass-kissers and d*ck pullers
I'm tryna a straight line but the line crooked
I'm shooting for the stars, astronauts dodge
Yeah, I bought a brand new
The hate is music to my ears, I got my dancin'
Sometimes we question shit that is no answer to
But I just built a house on "I don't a f*ck" Avenue

I see you with your palms in your
But me, me, see me, I got the world in my
I it spin on my finger, I'm a critical thinker
I'm a hell of a smoker, and a bit of a

I know name, yeah
Your name is
We in the of the beast
And she 'bout abortion

2]
Down on the ceiling, up at the bed
Life is a gamble better check the point
And life sucks, I just enjoy the head
I'm so sick of these n*ggas, I need
on a hallelujah, thank you Jesus
Help me focus on the and not the previous
R, I'm a rebel with a reason
Sometimes you gotta the devil with a demon
is in the streets and it is up to my knees
Underground shit, I see as a seed
Living in the glass, and everybody's
But how can you get the picture, if you know who took it?
This affairs, but who the hell cares?
fighting over positions, musical chairs
On the road to redemption, you use a few spares,
I'm just f*cking so I come prepared

I know your name,
name is unimportant
We in the belly of the
And she thinking 'bout

And the red glare, the bombs bursting in air
is a roller coaster, but still unfair
A blessing in disguise is before our eyes
But since it is in disguise, we don't know it's there

And I see you with palms in your pants
But me, me, see me, I got the in my hands
I make it spin on my finger, I'm a thinker
I'm a hell of a smoker, and a bit of a

I your name...