Luyện nghe bài hát A Christmas Fucking Miracle

That was me in BK on
looked both ways, ran in traffic
Pops away but I stayed, vagrant
where the steel and cement became nature
Love what you did with the place, it looks
where the blood of good men courses
And the dreamers are bull trapped in
Take a knee to the Gods and get horse
Wanna for the thrill? They'll arrange it
Got a bevy of imps to hatred
Shit will get in your and 'cause panic
Have you desperately to get famous
Get your dignity dirty and orphaned
on the fringe of distorted
Who are they to just shit and hoard it?
Who am I I don't get my portion?
The most minds get molested and informed by manipulating forces
Don't fret little man, cry
They can never take the energy inside you were born
Knowing that, understand you could be poor
You already won the war, you born rich
You can only take the energy you had back
To the realm or the home where lord is
whatever that lord is couldn't give a fuck if you ever made fortunes
Fuck anyone ever trying to run that bum
'em to the flames where the orcs live
Them and the lost minds they're
Smarter than us don't understand importance
And we can weaponize that, bring 'em to
The truth where the ashes and got formed in

The breaks and your teeth break
Keep your canines embedded in my knuckles as a
It would your veneers just mere souvenirs
Falling out your and on to the landscape
Me and El-P do the secret
Then I pummel punch a head punk in his pimple face
he's punch drunk 'cause he's sweet as a pound cake
(Ain't he pussy, Mike?) Yeah, El, say
Into the wild, wild-style ghetto running wild
the lions and the owls stay
The powers that be offered up reprieves
Told us they take us out if we bow to our knees
But they can that to the kings and queens
And the of idols and followers of things
'Cause I would rather be in the with the savages
It's kill or be and I'm working with the averages
My professor say we been cursed being brought to the Americas
How you raise a whole single parent, no marriages no sense of heritage
Planned Parenthood helping miscarriages
But I'm lucky already had a narrative
Product of a love, my arrogance to rise
From the pride and the job my did
Named I was told it was godlike
Even danced with the devil, came out
Okay, honor No way
Still America with the triple K
up to Spice 1 and O'Shea
And any MC what I go through
rap, my last line's so true
Rest in peace to Pimp C and too
We do it for you