Luyện nghe bài hát Pray to The Junkiemaker

Pray to the Junkiemaker through all of weather
You be a slave to the Junkiemaker forever
Fiend for the means while it taxes mind
You're on the road to the Commode

Fiend like a hype as you the glass pipe
Your soul is cast a Hellish hole

And as you're on your knees tryin to feed your
The Monkey's on your back got you, please

Pray to the
Take a hit wit yer
Pray to the Junkiemaker,

You're jaded the you no longer see
Burned out, broke down in your
Drop to less, you'll soon confess and the position
Constipated asphyxiated in Purgatory as stated

to the Junkiemaker
Pray to the
It's the death ticket, Can I get a
Pray to the
Take a hit, Wit yer
Pray to the
OOOOOOOOOH,
Pray to the
a hit, sit and piss
Pray to the

I ain't talkin' 'bout a physical addiction but a mental
It's a moral to this so listen well
I relate the life I live in of shit and sometimes Hell
And you see that the pipe is your reality
Pray to the
Surrounded by shitty
shitty in the city YEH

Pray to the
And you will find you'll be a with a zombie mind
Suck the pipe, take your and you will die
All you wanted to get high
YEH
In a cold sweat you
In a need you will
In the house you will
With a dick in your you will
In a rage you will
When your body you will
Demonic make a deal
In the you will
P.M.R.C. you be
In the business office you
In the limousine you
In the White in a
In the school house you
In the church you will Yes
In the police station do
Shippin' to the ghetto you
As long as you're you will
up in the kitchen you're trippin'
Sellin' your child for the pile
In a jacket in a
Forced for a of course
In the jail house you
Way black in the
Trippin' in the bum bus
Mental m, m,
50 Skylab
And the got to cop
Killin' off the and sistahs
Twitchin' down six under
Crack gettin' under my
Mr. him chuckle
under his buckle