Luyện nghe bài hát Swordfish -

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

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It's a hijacking, when I shot that pilot in the eye,
the plane by myself, the only guy standing
Swordfish, more Halle Berry showing off tits
real, Swiss bank acounts and terrorists

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Blowing up like Tyler Durden
My perverted
Eight orgies, these congressmens wives are dirty
Extroverted like Wild Wild strippers
And lifts us, to higher levels
I hire devils to kill devils
I the funds expensive? any troubles
Shoot outs because of my Uncle, bubble
Bombed the airport, in the cherry red Porsche
Catching head from this whore, that I met at the
Jesus had the Lamborghini and bitch from Tahiti
That liked to swallow ecstacy and sip Martini
A disturbed past, involving all of terrorism
I know how to nerve gas through televisions
Tera Patrick and Adriana
Undercover FBI agents that look great, and give brains
Gave me a platinum chain
A in this savage game, I Skyjacked the plane

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Assasins get fazed, thrown in planes
Exploding pays, it's gangsta
You faggots know the next phase
You'll get dome X-rayed
you like los pepes
'Til the chrome Tec
You get pussy, I own sex
It's God's will, with me you get shot and killed
into 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 your family
Cyanide now or later she on candy
I choreographed the goriest
to Africa
No story is

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