Luyện nghe bài hát Best Friend

Ain't never much of the church type
But I believe in the days
I walk through Hell almost every
But I it's a pathway
Say boy, what you doin' your life
With those on your face?
Say boy, you know that you'll pay the
Well, I guess see when 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 friend, best friend
When you wish me Hell my soul and spirit
Behold these
I got a best friend, friend
Yeah, I got a best friend, friend, yeah

I don't much about Holy Bibles
But I up in the Bible Belt
I put my love for a on idle
Because I got beat with my belt
But I from my mistakes
Try hard to respect for what they believing in
But if you spit on my grave
And me Hell then I wish you well
I'mma send you up to my best friend

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

God, could you arm me with the armor
To calm me when drama like Gandhi?
Could have gone the other way times
have turned Dalai with the lama
But I squashed my beefs and things seem to be looking
Recently, but jinx it, it's like Clint Eastwood
for peace though, maybe not finna enter
The priesthood, but at least
Make an attempt to show some
And to be some of a repenter
For the people I've been a to
Not a preacher, but a shit and finisher
Into the of a thick skin, but a short temper
This patience of mine is
Than twine is I
Get attacked so I might say back that might offend you
So if you like when I rap or
What I to say on the mic then you
wanna act just like quarterbacks
And take a fuckin' hike when I snap 'cause I'm a
(I got a friend, best friend)
Plus and intestines
And never been yes men
They gon' tell me 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 something I can barely
And I only to my gut
So you're my fuckin' belly button
Don't me nothin'
You my (best friend, best friend)
Who you think I'm talking
Lifts me up when I'm and out
Still to him without a doubt
Still got a (best friend, best friend) it out
there's never been a louder mouth
Should have never allowed a mouth
Now that I got a higher power now when I blackout, power
powerless, but they crowd around
They tend to flock shepherds, the black sheep
But I be the worst thing that these motherfuckers ever
When I'm out
You be D-O-A, they'll
But pronounce you dead they sound it out
So for a rival
Your arch enemy surrounds you now all around you
Not even the at the hospital
Are gonna you back to life
It's in-piggy-possible to 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 like Biggie rockin' with 2Pac in the
to Proof dropping a deuce
Fill up a syllable clip like a refillable
Cock and I
Who you my glock that I use?
That I pull to get my strength 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 Spirit
I hold You
My best friend, friend
Let the trumpets blow with appearance
I can almost it
My best friend, best
When you wish me Hell upon my soul and
Behold lyrics
I got a best friend, friend
Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend,