Luyện nghe bài hát Heatseeker

Bullets fly let me die
If I shoot and make your head go poof.
On the loose, no juice, get used to the
Of the buckshot pound, bleedin' on the ground.
In attack mode, everyone around hit
When heatseek shit locks on and spits
Got clips in every capitol in the nation
Blown the up at the foundation.
I'm hatin' you fucks, no mistake
My missiles create like earthquakes
In fill the pavement with red
If you cover chest, I just aim for your head
I let nobody live or leave, I fever
Judges, cops, I'm even gunnin' at the
lives, please, I'm too eager to be O-T-I-S
Oh yes, the HEATSEEKER!

x 2:
Bullets fly at (Otis)
And ain't nobody got a face (Shaggy 2 Dope)
Missiles fly at (Otis)
blow up the whole planet and watch 'em all vanish in dust (Violent J)

Bonez
I just blasted away at hideout.
Who your home? It's time to find out
Take cover and maybe you can out
And I'ma drop the whole bomb to turn the out.
If you it all, then watch the top fall
When the wall comes crumblin' down the long
Armageddon comin' better be runnin' from us
No trust in your relatives and such
And much love and hate is takin' your mind
Dubb and fate workin' over this time
Shots to the dome with the nickel-plated
Leave a soul and all alone
Nightscope, I'm up take out the long range
to the face like Kurt Cobaine
Strange things my ways, I turn the page
Of the book of the dead so I can your brains
The Heatseeker!

x 4:
Bullets fly at (Otis)
And nobody got a bulletproof face (Shaggy 2 Dope)
Missiles fly at (Otis)
blow up the whole planet and watch 'em all vanish in dust (Violent J)