Luyện nghe bài hát A Christmas Fucking Miracle

That was me in BK on
Never looked ways, ran in traffic
Pops went away but I stayed,
Placed where the and cement became nature
Love you did with the place, it looks gorgeous
City-scape the blood of good men courses
And the are bull trapped in porcelain
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 begging to get
Get your dignity dirty and left
Sanity on the of distorted
Who are they to just take shit and it?
Who am I that I get my portion?
The impressionable minds get molested and informed by manipulating forces
Don't fret little man, cry
They can never take the energy you were born with
Knowing that, understand you could be poor
You already won the war, you were rich
You can only the energy you had going back
To the realm or the home where lord is
Whoever whatever that lord is couldn't give a fuck if you made fortunes
Fuck anyone trying to run that bum shit
Send 'em to the where the orcs live
Them and the lost minds thinking
Smarter than us don't understand love's
And we can that, bring 'em back to
The where the ashes and dust got formed in

The beat breaks and your break
your canines embedded in my knuckles as a keepsake
It seem your veneers just mere souvenirs
Falling out your mouth and on to the
Me and El-P do the secret
Then I pummel a pumpkin head punk in his pimple face
'Till he's punch 'cause he's sweet as a pound cake
(Ain't he pussy, Mike?) Yeah, El, say
Into the wild, wild-style child running wild
Where the lions and the stay
The powers that be offered up reprieves
Told us ain't take us out if we bow to our knees
But can give that to the kings and queens
And the worshipers of idols and followers of
I would rather be in the jungle with the savages
It's kill or be killed and I'm with the averages
My professor Emeritus say we been being brought to the Americas
How you raise a whole human parent, no marriages no sense of heritage
Parenthood helping plan miscarriages
But I'm lucky mommy already had a
Product of a teenage love, my arrogance to
From the and the job my parents did
Mike I was told it was godlike
Even danced the devil, came out alright
Okay, y'all? No way
Still spell America with the K
up to Spice 1 and O'Shea
And any MC peepin' I go through
Real rap, my last line's so
Rest in peace to Pimp C and too
We do it for you