Luyện nghe bài hát 17 Dead

Why must my visions be so
The truth, the truth, got work to do

I got shot with a shot, shot me down
But you know you can't a frown on a clown
Sewer gutter blood runs my system
Death stopped by but I have just missed him
Am I in a southwest street
Do I bang, do I slang, do I let my motherfuckin' nuts
But do you
I got stabbed in the eye and you no where

And what the time I got fucked
I got shot in the throat, fuckin' sucked
But you news on that
You could give a fuck never thought less unless
Something in your suburbs
I'm a cut your daddy's neck, you fuckin' nerd
I don't give a fuck you're from boy
So don't tell me I don't give a fuck
It's all about what's on in your head
Do or don't you care about the dead

dead, anybody else
Seventeen dead, else
dead, anybody else
Do or don't you care about the dead

Seventeen dead, anybody
dead, anybody else
Seventeen dead, else
You could a fuck less about the seventeen dead
The seventeenth lost his erection

I up next to a dead body
it out the way and jump out of bed
Strap on my and step out my room
'Cause somehow there's another stiff in the
Dead fucks all the grass
I'm a somebody in they dead ass
Quick to a left on Jefferson
And I noticed another stiff riding shotgun
Am I just seeing things? No, is your mother a ho?
I like to drink Faygo, out from the
But one out of one of my homeboys turned into dead bodies

But I'm straight that
Just don't be your guts in my car an' shit
a minute, wait, get your head on straight
I drop tears from eyes every fucking day
I gotta if they do
Should I burn the rebel flag or the red white and too
I do much, but they can
But those motherfuckers death wish, man
I'm gonna swim in they blood
Justi-justify the seventeen

dead, anybody else
Seventeen dead, anybody
Seventeen dead, else
Do or don't you about the seventeen dead

dead, anybody else
Seventeen dead, anybody
Seventeen dead, else
You could a fuck less about the seventeen dead
The boyfriend lost his erection

Yeah, bodies man
ain't so bad
I they're all over in the
Streets an' shi, ya
But they be fuckin' with you
just lay there dead as shit
I mean they tasted kinda
a little mustard, man
Yeah, worse

Seventeen bodies hanging from a telephone wire
All on fire
Lightening up the sky with the smell of
Rich fucker, take a deep breath
Look at you me go batty
Motherfucker don't be nothing like daddy
he's nothing but a redneck hoe
Him and his kind created this
They can deal they own creation
Move out farther, vacation

But it don't work that
Knock at your door and it's me slug bat
I'm a it to your fuckin' nugget
About seventeen and you're gonna love it, motherfucker
Drive down my
And stare at the folks who can't end's meet
You don't now but that's the plan
Most people in Hell were rich they died, man
that to your golden bed
'Cause I'ma cut ass up for the seventeen dead

Seventeen dead, anybody
Seventeen dead, else
dead, anybody else
I'ma cut your ass up man, for the dead

Seventeen dead, anybody
dead, anybody else
Seventeen dead, else
chop your ass up man, for the seventeen dead

Seventeen dead, else
Seventeen dead, anybody
dead, anybody else
I'll chop you, I'll slice you, dead

Seventeen dead, anybody
dead, anybody else
Seventeen dead, anybody

yeah yeah
Well, ya know Violent J's wicked
If there's a in my nose, I'ma pick it
And flick it in your eye like you ain't
And stomp my on your nut sack

Well, I'm and I'm in the house
You don't think so, I'll put a brick in your
nobody flex on a nutty clown
I got down river straight hick town

Well, ya know I'm straight from the trailor park
That's me out working on the Skylark
I'm on a check, I don't cut the grass
And my woman's got falling all out her ass

be running with the carnival until I'm eighty
'Cause they I'm going out with the fat lady
I strip the bitch to the nitty gritty
But I ain't saying shit about a titty