Luyện nghe bài hát Slum Chemist

I know how people fuckin' think out there and fuck, it's gotta be that way. They gotta tell ya that 'Thou shalt not kill' shit n' all that. But not the way the world works 'cause I'm out there every fuckin' day livin' it. Who the fuck knows what God wants?

We can be as different as we be, but you can't kill people!

who?!

The God of the
The Lion
Boxcutter

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I like to (??), me the bad guy
Big guns everywhere, bullets (??) by
My blood 'G' code, never my dad cry
And I'ma bleed your block 'till the dry
You in fuckin' Babylon and ask why
Your arms too short to box God, why
So watch your big mouth into a cracked eye
your big house turn into a smashed sty
'em to the devil, let his ass fry
Heavy metal on another that's I

I let my young boy trash you from bad
rat from a past life
I a 40, ????? then I grab Syze
For (??) cop, Vinny stash five
You askin' for You should ask (??)

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It's P
I'm the biggest dog in the
Vinny P
Ain't no one can with the God
Vinny P
You never fuck with the monster
Vinny P
You crash la-la-la-bamba

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This is caliber flow
Pound my chest like a gorilla so all the other know
Im though
Jack you the rachet for dough
Marquis de Sade a painful sado-masochist
We tappin' ho
And the biscuit where I (?)
Pussy (?) bitches where this faggot dick at
I ain't never left the crib without the (?)
Ain't above a homicidal (?)
If you've got the Army gear then you need the
If talkin' bout an Army then you need the troops
It's all war here, I never seen a truce
I'm Maserati Mazzi, I don't mean a coupe
here? This the duffel that I carry bones
Pistolvania underrated since Larry Holmes
I run with a bunch of (?) and they carry
Here's a body bag to put the pussy you carry home

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