Luyện nghe bài hát Call Upon Your Gods

J:]
I it's funny how...the toughest criminals and thugs and whatever...
they're on their death bed...
you know like the day before they fry in the chair...
all of a they want to get religious.
I heard that 9 out of 10 inmates on death row are all religious.
That's because they know they're to die.
they are about the meet whatever's after death.
It's funny...nobody wants to to god till it's too late.
Till it's time for you to die

J:]
me


Bang


Torture
Is this
as well be
It's what's next and
I life filthy
We sexed bitch in the gutter
Then we rob or
Find a
And shoot fo or fo each
I it all on the people around me
It's because of them god found me
(wrong)

[Blaze Ya Dead
Before I hit the
I got three in the chest
I should've guessed my time was
Should've the fucking vest
But I thinking straight
Caught up in the life
Was the king on the
Now I'm asking god to my life
To the pearly
So I can peacefully
But he wasn't me
Why has he me?
To eternity in
Left to rot in the
And if it for the Lotus
I'd be there today

Call your gods
Beg for to help you
upon your gods
Religion has you
Got a hour
Cross the final
Life end
But is no end to time
upon your gods
Beg for to help you
Call upon gods
Religion has you
Got a hour
the final line
Life end
But is no end to time

2 Dope:]
Skin from bone
from bone
One hot flash of
Now your on this alone
Laying face down in own blood
nowhere to turn
Everything from finger tips to toes burn
Heat sets skin
Open up eyes
The cold clutch of hand
He care less about your life
As Chariots come to carry you away
You finally
to late to pray

[Monoxide
me out
I can't the way you think
Or what talking about
I see you
Perfect
With disciples of
I got my cocked
Newspapers and
Every is a story
They it glorified
The media's the
And now they to die
Son of Sam
Sam of son
you with my shotgun
Wicked work will be
it catch a hot one

[Jamie
There no end in time
You me hethan bitch boy?
Bite devil tongue
Before I stab you this pitch fork
All that shit you talk
"My God is ashamed"
in pain
Calling his
Your a hypocrite
Low inconsiderate
of shit
And you worth an ounce of spit

Dissing my
And out
the tough guy
That my God to go and fuck himself?

[Anybody
I called my god
He me which path to take
I just hope it's not mistake
Confused by the that I'm feeling
Guns that I carry, hoes that I'm
Tell me is this just another fucked
Calling on my God cause the cause of all creation
Never was told things would be this
visioned that my life would be filled with happiness

[J Speaks in