Luyện nghe bài hát 17 Dead

Why my visions be so clear
The truth, the truth, I've got to do

I got shot with a buck shot, me down
But you know you can't paint a frown on a
Sewer blood runs through my system
Death stopped by but I must have just him
Am I in a street gang?
Do I bang, do I slang, do I let my motherfuckin' hang?
But do you
I got stabbed in the eye and you no where

And what about the time I got
When I got shot in the throat, sucked
But you wouldn't on that
You could give a fuck less thought less unless
happened in your suburbs
I'm a cut your daddy's neck, you little nerd
I don't give a fuck where you're boy
So don't tell me I don't give a fuck
It's all what's going on in your head
Do or don't you care the seventeen dead

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

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

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

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

Seventeen dead, anybody
dead, anybody else
Seventeen dead, anybody
Do or you care about the seventeen dead

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

Yeah, dead man
ain't so bad
I mean all over in the
an' shi, ya know
But they don't be fuckin' you
They just lay there as shit
I mean tasted kinda straight
a little mustard, man
Yeah, much

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

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

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

dead, anybody else
Seventeen dead, else
Seventeen dead, anybody
I'ma chop ass up man, for the seventeen dead

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

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

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

Well, I'm Shaggy and I'm in the
You don't think so, put a brick in your mouth
Can't nobody 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 waiting on a check, I cut the grass
And my got babies falling all out her ass

I'll be running with the carnival 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