Luyện nghe bài hát A Christmas Fucking Miracle

That was me in BK on
Never looked both ways, ran in
Pops went away but I stayed,
Placed where the steel and became nature
Love what you did the place, it looks gorgeous
City-scape where the of good men courses
And the are bull trapped in porcelain
Take a knee to the Gods and get horse
Wanna live for the thrill? arrange it
Got a bevy of imps to hatred
Shit will get in your head and 'cause
Have you begging to get famous
Get your dignity dirty and left
Sanity on the fringe of
Who are to just take shit and hoard it?
Who am I that I don't get my
The impressionable minds get molested and informed by manipulating forces
Don't fret man, don't cry
They can never take the energy inside you were with
Knowing that, understand you could never be
You won the war, you were born rich
You can only take the energy you had going
To the or the home where your lord is
Whoever whatever that lord is couldn't give a fuck if you made fortunes
Fuck anyone ever trying to run that bum
Send 'em to the where the orcs live
Them and the lost thinking they're
Smarter than us don't understand love's
And we can weaponize that, bring 'em to
The truth where the ashes and got formed in

The beat and your teeth break
Keep canines embedded in my knuckles as a keepsake
It would seem veneers just mere souvenirs
out your mouth and on to the landscape
Me and El-P do the handshake
I pummel punch a pumpkin head punk in his pimple face
'Till he's punch drunk 'cause he's sweet as a cake
(Ain't he pussy, Mike?) Yeah, El, say
Into the wild, wild-style ghetto child running
Where the lions and the stay
The powers that be even up reprieves
us they ain't take us out if we bow to our knees
But can give that to the kings and queens
And the worshipers of and followers of things
I would rather be in the jungle with the savages
It's kill or be killed and I'm working with the
My professor Emeritus say we been cursed being brought to the
How you raise a whole human single parent, no no sense of heritage
Parenthood helping plan miscarriages
But I'm lucky already had a narrative
Product of a teenage love, my to rise
the pride and the job my parents did
Named Mike I was it was godlike
Even danced with the devil, came out
Okay, honor No way
Still spell with the triple K
up to Spice 1 and O'Shea
And any MC peepin' I go through
Real rap, my line's so true
Rest in peace to Pimp C and too
We do it for you