Luyện nghe bài hát The Smog

*The smog is
*The is coming*
smog is coming*
*The smog is

Aw, shit here it comes creeping the cracks
The the crannys it hit me smack!
It's filling up my head - I get it out
I got me a to get the shit out
Pulled out a ice-pick and the bitch up
Smackin' it it in my ear-fuck!
Lord oh please what's happening to
It's the poisonous air the smokestacks G
Seeping in my head, up my brain
me crazy, nuts, insane
Sewer, sludgy, slime I'm always bucking with all the time
he's my motherfucking enemy number 1
Trying to puncture on my by filling up my lungs
The shit you call air, but I it death
'cause it makes me choke and lose my
My toes begin to curl, my start to fold
Got on my lips and my body's getting cold
Don't know what to do so now I to panic
But it's too late, I'm the smog got me fucked!

smog is coming*
*The is coming*
smog is coming*
*The is coming*

It's another cloudy day, raining, but not water
It's oil out the sky I think I oughta
a run but I slipped on an oil-slick
I can't move, I think I broke my neck
It's no surprise, I'm laying there
Looking up into the sky helped me about us
The clouds form a face, it must be a mirror image of the human race
And oh shit, here it comes-the smog
I can tell by the of the stray dog
The air is calm, the streets are so
When the creeps out the pipes for a kill
Broken neck, I'm chillin' 'cause I'm a
I can see the smog creepin' the corner
I lay still and it doesn't notice me
Oh shit, shit, fuck, fuck, G!
Looking up to see his deadly jaws
I think, I think, I think I my draws
But its ok, the smog me alone
So I lay and watch the clouds turn into
And come crashing down Del Ray
One even on your homeboy Violent J
And I'm dead, crushed me in a second
So if I'm dead then what the fuck I'm doin' on record?

smog is here!*
*The somg is coming 8

you gonna do?
When it comes for

*The smog is coming 5

in my head of a clown ~~(in background)
Thoughts in my
Of a dead body laying in his for 3 weeks
Untill his complain about the smell
he have anybody to know he was dead?
Thoughts in my
Of a sereal in Iowa decided to kill himself
Before he actually someone else
Was good?
in my head
Of an of blood
That when the bombs drop and causes tidal
Tidal waves that paint the red
Everybody's
in my head
Of mothers and who look at me
And I can feel the hatred in in eyes
And it's
And children are nothing but in the future
it
Thoughts in my
Of a woman on her porch, bald-headed
Because of a disease she from the air
The air we breathe
The air we breathe is fucked up--Its up!
Thoughts in my
Of people wanna me
But you can't me
'cause if you kill me, be back to kill you
Done it before, do it
in my head
Of a 16 year old little punk
in his classroom
Drawing a gang sign on a
In his Burmingham
fuck what you know about love
Thoughts in my
Of despise me and hate me and don't know me
I you too
So it's all good, it's all
in my head
Of a society that is so up and so evil
if somebody prays, they get made fun of and laughed at
But it's not gonna be
They'll be
When the bombs and the town is red

Thoughts in my head of a (till fade)