Luyện nghe bài hát Swordfish -

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Killing that sidewind
Tripping on & Drive-Bys
around high
Sniff an entire eighth in five
nines, hit you five times
I'll rise from the grave seven days after I die to spit
fireballs, spit volcanoes
Spit molotovs at popstars, exploding under cop cars
Arms dealers that I met I nerve gas and laser rifles
CIA they take they names from the Bible
Jesus in chemical weapons and bio-robotics
Met him in Cairo he was chilling this guy Mohammed
Ex-PLO Honcho, went AWOL
He sold market organs at the CIA store
introduced me to they bro Moses
Pulled out an eightball of that Grade-A shit, and froze
Then they told me bout Ish and
Two brothers, one was telekinetic, the psychic
They was after me, was asking mad questions
Jesus tells me he suspects they were hired by the
I always that they was cousins
Who gives a fuck? them faggots, when I see them I'ma buck them

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It's a hijacking, when I shot that in the eye, laughing
Landed the plane by myself, the guy standing
Swordfish, than Halle Berry showing off tits
it's real, Swiss acounts and terrorists

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Blowing up like Tyler Durden
My minds
Eight women orgies, these congressmens wives are
Extroverted Wild Wild West strippers
And death lifts us, to levels
I hire to kill other devils
I the funds expensive? any troubles
Shoot because of my Uncle, Forever bubble
Bombed the airport, jetted in the red Porsche
Catching from this whore, that I met at the store
had the Lamborghini and that bitch from Tahiti
That liked to swallow ecstacy and sip Martini
A disturbed past, all types of terrorism
I know how to nerve gas through televisions
Patrick and Adriana Sage
Undercover FBI agents that look great, and fanastic brains
Adriana Gave me a chain
A in this savage game, I Skyjacked the plane

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Assasins get fazed, thrown in planes
Exploding death pays, it's
You fucking faggots know the phase
You'll get your X-rayed
Kidnap you like los
'Til the chrome Tec
You get pussy, I own sex
It's God's will, fuck with me you get shot and
Chopped pieces and stuffed in the trunk of a Bonneville
Globetrot, pot, with bitches that so hot
go to the Grammys wearing a see through dress and no bra
No panties, fuck with me I'll kill whole family
now or later she choking on candy
I choreographed the massacres
Bizzary to
No story is

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