Luyện nghe bài hát A Christmas Fucking Miracle

That was me in BK on
Never looked both ways, ran in
Pops away but I stayed, vagrant
Placed the steel and cement became nature
Love you did with the place, it looks gorgeous
where the blood of good men courses
And the dreamers are bull trapped in
Take a knee to the and get horse shit
Wanna for the thrill? They'll arrange it
Got a bevy of to spit hatred
Shit get in your head and 'cause panic
you desperately begging to get famous
Get dignity dirty and left orphaned
on the fringe of distorted
Who are they to take shit and hoard it?
Who am I that I get my portion?
The most impressionable minds get and informed by manipulating forces
Don't fret man, don't cry
They can never take the energy you were born with
Knowing that, you could never 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
Whoever whatever that lord is couldn't give a fuck if you ever fortunes
anyone ever trying to run that bum shit
Send 'em to the flames where the live
and the lost minds thinking they're
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 and your teeth break
your canines embedded in my knuckles as a keepsake
It would seem your veneers mere souvenirs
Falling out mouth and on to the landscape
Me and El-P do the handshake
Then I pummel punch a pumpkin head in his pimple face
'Till he's drunk 'cause he's sweet as a pound cake
(Ain't he pussy, Mike?) Yeah, El, say
the wild, wild-style ghetto child running wild
Where the lions and the owls
The that be even offered 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
'Cause I would rather be in the jungle the savages
It's kill or be and I'm working with the averages
My Emeritus say we been cursed being brought to the Americas
How you raise a whole human single parent, no no sense of heritage
Planned Parenthood plan miscarriages
But I'm lucky mommy already had a
Product of a love, my arrogance to rise
the pride and the job my parents did
Named Mike I was it was godlike
Even with the devil, came out alright
Okay, honor No way
Still America with the triple K
Word up to Spice 1 and
And any MC what I go through
Real rap, my line's so true
in peace to Pimp C and Camu too
We do it for you