Luyện nghe bài hát Ripped To Shreds

[Verse 1: Celph

Im coming to your classroom strapped like Kindergarten Cop (I)End the starters (I) am the hardest artist to (I)
Roll your whip and turn your strip into a horror scene
When the hammer we start a war we carnivores that need to eat
Aint running from shit bitch we aint scared, you aint gonna a vet
With a chopper that (got shell catchers) be no ballistic check
I get the check, I get the dough, I be the shit fo sho
Celph Titled in the motherfuckin spot, motherfuckers get mother fuckers will hit the floor
When my above the thugs are barging in
Your whole parliament butter soft like tubs of margarine
Awesome arson with a large carbon cartridge sparking often involved in carving apart kids in apartment/ And
You cant see me from this angle/
But the on my arm will show you what a four alarm blaze will do
The Cuban Caucasian lacerations from Sabretooth
My bitches guns like Sarah Palin in a bathing suit

Demoz]

Light a candle in the snow, a Christmas carol
You can a Cambodian cant kill a pharaoh
a African Spanish nigga your fucking niece
Kill the president, terrorist, kill a priest
Your momma, your father, sister, and your right hand
Kill a hustler, customer, kill a man
See the moral of the story is you can spare ammo and anybody kill yourself but no a pharaoh

[Verse 2:

I believe you not in the
And obviously you to see you not in the league
You might wanna be on wine back you on the E
I like Mohammed Ali
me, you wont want to be my
Food for thought, who thought?
That I been something you woulda bought
Cause you thought I wouldve been
Too up to prove it again
Too up to lose it again
you press got me moving my pen
And I rolling around, shot in his head and a hole in the ground
I aint wait, my moment is now
I gotta Imma flow out of town
I aint fake like Im holding the pound
I aint got eight, I got in the round
Get when the hot trey Glock is cocked and it popped and it sure enough fold you clowns (?)
Call the now
I aint trying to till Im ninety and sick
Die like and Clyde in the whip
so sick it reminds you of shit
Dont know shit when the around
I never Jay copping the pound
I aint ever seen vinnie ridin around in a Victoria at the scene of a homicide
With a on his face like fuck you now
him, fuck her, you can hate me now
You keep on till it break me down
Imma keep on spitting till take me down

Demoz]

Light a candle in the snow, a Christmas carol
You can kill a Cambodian cant a pharaoh
Kill a African Spanish nigga fucking niece
Kill the president, terrorist, kill a priest
momma, your father, your sister, and your right hand
Kill a hustler, customer, kill a man
See the moral of this story is you can spare ammo and kill yourself but no a fucking pharaoh

[Verse 3: Vinnie

Im hesitant to meet people, I a tendency to eat people
My team feeds you the priest on the steeple
I dont listen to anything you perceive
Turn a Christian to you would deem evil
Left with is how the sub machine leave you
Small and precise, like you was poked with needles
I dont drag my into it cause hes peaceful
But takes a lot of shots like Japanese people
In fact I take a lot of shots like Kobe
I dont smoke the rock anymore but the homie
Stoupe the first mother to show me drugs
And how to keep the motherfuckers safe in the mug
You a bitch, you dont do a soldier does
If I was you Id move into the left like Hova does
Peace to everybody living shows me love
And hating on the god you can hold your slug

[Chorus:

Light a candle in the snow, a Christmas carol
You can kill a cant kill a pharaoh
a African Spanish nigga your fucking niece
Kill the president, terrorist, kill a priest
momma, your father, your sister, and your right hand
Kill a hustler, customer, a white man
See the moral of story is you can spare ammo and anybody kill yourself but no a fucking pharaoh