Luyện nghe bài hát Hollowpoint

(Two seperate worlds, opposites, yet alike in so many many ways. Both these worlds are engaged in an eternal war with each other. The war of good vs evil, which is which you decide. Only one thing will outlast both armies, only one thing will survive in the end. And that special magical little item, is of which we call the hollow tipped bullet)
Sit back and let me you into the mind of a killa
Dark carnival, psychopathic wig (anybody!)
changes, time to rearrange
So a dinosaur that you can't tame
I bring pain, what you think I'm a game
Detroit is my home, Eastside's what I
Fuck a balla, I the 313
Tek 9's and green trees, it's a luxury
This how it is and I changing for shit
the earth, mean mugging, waiting for someone to trip
I'm sick and tired of fucking for you wanna be
Thugs to quit, that's why I keep it
And the killa shit, for juggalos that keep it real non-stop
Keep away juggahos till I load up my glock
in Detroit we got mothafucking problems
And all the gunplay that you hear is my homies trying to solve
(Chorus)
You can't tell me anything, hollow points control the
I can tell you, watch the trigger, things never be the same
You can't tell me anything, hollow points control the
I can tell you, watch the trigger, things will never be the
I gotta brand new Tek, that I'm to use
Play games with this killa and destined to lose
Mental stress, keeping me
Sniffing of gunpowder to start off the night
Curbside gangbanging with mark ass bitches
Gunsmoke from bullet holes you dead in the ditches
I'm just an average individual, street convict
full of bullets, ready to use them up quick
You ask my name (ABK!), you know the ain't changed
Labeled as a killa, caps all the same
As any mothafucka with a piece, and a little bit of attitude
through the streets, acting rude
So hate if you want to, but keep my focus
And continue with the magic that I practiced the Lotus (LOTUS!)
Psychopathic, and I'm for life, and anyone who dissagree
Let these points change ya mind!
(Chorus)
You tell me anything, hollow points control the game
I can you, watch the trigger, things will never be the same
You can't tell me anything, hollow control the game
I can you, watch the trigger, things will never be the same
I the urge to murder, theres no need to cure me
Seven lives, under the light, at night, I'm filled fury
Is it that the people who you hang with, rub off?
Is that why me and Violent J love cutting bitches off?
Imagine you woke up, you was getting choked up
And had to grab a shank and a throat up
The types of most people call unreal
But its the thing that you feel, the way to deal, is just to kill
Crazy, ballistic, cause my head is a
With the empty fucking wallet so so much to gain
If I appeal to you, do you think I it real with you?
Turn my back and let my points drill into you
What of person do you think that I am?
Because we had a conversation and afterwards we shook hands (How ya doing? up?)
Don't get it in your that I would never hurt you
Cause the ones that getting are the ones that deserve to
(Chorus)
You can't tell me anything, hollow points the game
I can tell you, watch the trigger, things will never be the
You can't tell me anything, hollow points the game
I can tell you, watch the trigger, things will be the same