Luyện nghe bài hát Best Friend

Ain't been much of the church type
But I in the last days
I through Hell almost every night
But I believe it's a
Say boy, what you with your life
those tattoos on your face?
Say boy, you know that pay the price
Well, I guess I'll see when I head way

To the Father, Son and Spirit
I hold You
My best friend, friend
Let the trumpets blow with Your
I can almost it
My best friend, best
When you wish me Hell upon my and spirit
these lyrics
I got a best friend, friend
Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend,

I know much about Holy Bibles
But I grew up in the Belt
I put my love for a woman on
Because I got beat my mama's belt
But I learned from my
Try hard to respect people for what they in
But if you spit on my fucking
And me Hell then I wish you well
I'mma you straight up to my best friend

To the Father, Son and Holy
I hold You
My best friend, best
Let the trumpets with Your appearance
I can hear it
My best friend, friend
you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit
Behold these
I got a best friend, best
Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend,

God, please you arm me with the armor
To calm me when there's drama Gandhi?
have gone the other way many times
Could have turned Dalai the lama
But I squashed my and things seem to be looking decent
Recently, but jinx it, it's like Clint Eastwood
Looking for peace though, not finna enter
The priesthood, but at should
Make an attempt to some remorse
And to be some sort of a
For the I've been a menace to
Not a preacher, but a starter and finisher
Into the mind of a skin, but a short temper
patience of mine is thinner
Than twine is I
Get attacked so I might say something back might offend you
So if you like when I rap or
What I have to say on the mic you
wanna act just like quarterbacks
And take a fuckin' hike when I snap I'm a sinner
(I got a best friend, friend)
Plus balls and
And never been yes men
gon' tell me when I'm fuckin' up
The minute I'm ever giving it less
I'm about to vomit and I can feel it
Cause failure's I can barely stomach
And I only to my gut
So you're my fuckin' belly button
Don't tell me
You my (best friend, best friend)
Who you I'm talking 'bout?
me up when I'm down and out
Still look to him a doubt
got a (best friend, best friend) Shout it out
Like there's never been a mouth
Should have never been a mouth
Now I got a higher power now when I blackout, power outage
They powerless, but crowd around
tend to flock like shepherds, the black sheep
But I be the worst thing that motherfuckers ever heard
I'm counted out
You be D-O-A, announce
But you dead when they sound it out
So for a rival
Your arch surrounds you now he's all around you
Not even the at the hospital
Are gonna shiggy-shock you back to
in-piggy-possible to revive you
That's word to the doc
Stiggy-stopping is not an
I'm not gonna do
I'm the Iggy Pop of hip-hop when I in the booth
Dawg, I'm the like Biggie rockin' with 2Pac in the suit
Talking to dropping a deuce
Fill up a syllable clip a refillable script
Cock and I
Who you my glock that I use?
That I pull from to get my up against these haters
And he'll be waiting at the gate when you get up
Sending you hoes up to deal with my (best friend)

To the Father, Son and Spirit
I hold You
My best friend, best
Let the trumpets blow Your appearance
I can hear it
My best friend, friend
When you wish me Hell my soul and spirit
Behold lyrics
I got a best friend, best
Yeah, I got a best friend, friend, yeah