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Bắt đầu làm bài nào

* knock at the *
[Mayor] Christ, who is it?!?!
[DaPIG] Fleming!
[Mayor] in! Hey, good morning, how ya doin?
[DaPIG] Good morning Honor
Want a donut?
[DaPIG] Uhh, no you
[Mayor] What are you doin with shotgun * last two words slow down *
* a burst of *

[Pharoahe
In short was I had shot him, several times in the head
Mount Sinai, 6:15, dead
The news reporter said the assailaints fled the
I'm shacked across the street, in some
shitty-ass hotel, waitin til get a little quiet
Dunn I try to bounce, but now why should I even try it?
The riot ensued, I viewed bird's-eye
Fifteen floors up the curtains in the nude
Took three-hundred and sixty-five to get to him
Boast to him, roast, when I put the to him
Dangerous, the most heinous have been committed
Through means, more famous lives have been acquitted
To hell he went, bent, sent, issues
with my initial in print, ah, we'll miss you
in the streets, that you made it hard to eat
Complete the cypher, or, make ends
Twenty-five years my father spent hard labor you him
from the force, placed his head beneath the
Periphreal vision now, shiftin
Optical or the coke that I'm sniffin
Think, primal instinct, it's me
Hit the lights must hit the simul-taneously
Seems as though this is manifested some amazin dream
cops entered the room with guns and lazer beams
But dazed it we blast at, one another
Bullets hit the chest of this, undercover
My last minutes on earth, say a prayer
Fuck it if I'm gonna die at least I the Mayor!

I feel, and sorrow
My heart's, hard and
I go on, to see tomorrow (2X)

[Pharoahe
Walked out the room staggerin, in my back
Dazed wagglin my leg, I'm not afraid
and bruised, amazed at who's surroundin
Cop guns, back, SWAT teams, astoundin
From rooftops, glock to smack my melon
Felon, yellin for me to come out like Ellen
Propellin walked through the and the front door
Packin grenades and strapped with C-4
The more swine, the merrier, Harrier jets
Ready to riddle my body with of lead
A man walking, destination devil's lair
it if I'm gonna die at least I shot the Mayor!