Luyện nghe bài hát Best Friend

Ain't never been much of the church
But I believe in the last
I through Hell almost every night
But I believe a pathway
Say boy, what you doin' your life
those tattoos on your face?
Say boy, you that you'll pay the price
Well, I guess I'll see I head that way

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

I don't know about Holy Bibles
But I up in the Bible Belt
I put my for a woman on idle
Because I got with my mama's belt
But I learned from my
Try hard to people for what they believing in
But if you spit on my grave
And me Hell then I wish you well
I'mma send you straight up to my best

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

God, please you arm me with the armor
To calm me when there's drama like
Could have gone the other way many
have turned Dalai with the lama
But I squashed my beefs and things seem to be decent
Recently, but don't it, it's like Clint Eastwood
Looking for though, maybe not finna enter
The priesthood, but at should
Make an attempt to show remorse
And to be some of a repenter
For the people been a menace to
Not a preacher, but a starter and finisher
Into the mind of a thick skin, but a short
This patience of is thinner
Than is when I
Get attacked so I might say something that might offend you
So if you don't like I rap or
I have to say on the mic then you
Might act just like quarterbacks
And take a fuckin' when I snap 'cause I'm a sinner
(I got a best friend, friend)
balls and intestines
And they been yes men
gon' tell me when I'm fuckin' up
The minute I'm giving it less than
I'm about to vomit and I can feel it
Cause failure's I can barely stomach
And I only to my gut
So unless my fuckin' belly button
tell me nothin'
You ain't my (best friend, friend)
Who you think I'm 'bout?
Lifts me up when I'm and out
Still look to him a doubt
Still got a (best friend, friend) Shout it out
Like there's never been a louder
Should have been allowed a mouth
Now that I got a higher power now when I blackout, outage
They powerless, but they around
They tend to flock shepherds, the black sheep
But I be the worst thing that these ever heard
When I'm out
You be D-O-A, they'll
But pronounce you dead when they it out
So for a rival
Your arch enemy you now he's all around you
Not the doctors at the hospital
Are shiggy-shock you back to life
It's to revive you
That's word to the doc
is not an option
Something I'm not do
I'm the Iggy Pop of hip-hop when I walk in the
Dawg, I'm the truth Biggie rockin' with 2Pac in the suit
Talking to dropping a deuce
Fill up a syllable clip a refillable script
and I shoot
Who you think's my 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 straight up to deal with my (best friend)

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