Luyện nghe bài hát Swordfish -

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Killing that sidewind
Tripping on Jakes &
Walk high
an entire eighth in five lines
Five nines, hit you times
I'll rise from the grave seven days after I die to flames
Spit fireballs, volcanoes
Spit at popstars, exploding bombs under cop cars
Arms dealers that I met I bought nerve gas and laser
They CIA take they names from the Bible
Jesus specialised in weapons and bio-robotics
Met him in Cairo he was chilling this guy Mohammed
Ex-PLO Honcho, that AWOL
He sold black market at the CIA store
introduced me to they bro Moses
Pulled out an eightball of Grade-A shit, and froze noses
Then they me bout Ish and Isaac
Two brothers, one was telekinetic, the psychic
They was after me, they was asking mad
Jesus tells me he suspects they hired by the Russians
I thought that 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, I shot that pilot in the eye, laughing
the plane by myself, the only guy standing
Swordfish, more than Halle showing off tits
it's real, bank acounts and terrorists

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Blowing up buildings like Durden
My minds
Eight women orgies, these congressmens wives are
Extroverted like Wild West strippers
And death lifts us, to higher
I hire devils to other devils
I the funds never 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 that bitch from
That liked to swallow ecstacy and sip some
A disturbed past, all types of terrorism
I know how to nerve gas through televisions
Tera Patrick and Adriana
Undercover FBI agents look great, and give fanastic brains
Adriana me a platinum chain
A mercenary in savage game, I Skyjacked the plane

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Assasins get fazed, in stealth planes
Exploding pays, it's gangsta
You fucking faggots know the phase
get your dome X-rayed
Kidnap you los pepes
'Til the chrome Tec
You get pussy, I own sex
It's God's will, fuck with me you get and killed
Chopped into and stuffed in the trunk of a Bonneville
Globetrot, smoke pot, bitches that so hot
They go to the Grammys wearing a see through and no bra
No panties, fuck with me I'll kill your whole
Cyanide now or later she choking on
I choreographed the goriest
Bizzary to
No is graphic-er

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