Luyện nghe bài hát Best Friend (Snippet)

Ain't never been much of the type
But I in the last days
I through Hell almost every night
But I it's a pathway
Say boy, what you doin' with your
those tattoos on your face?
Say boy, you know that you'll pay the
Well, I guess I'll see when I head way

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

I don't much about Holy Bibles
But I grew up in the Belt
I put my for a woman on idle
Because I got beat my mama's belt
But I from my mistakes
Try hard to respect people for they believing in
But if you on my fucking grave
And wish me Hell then I wish you
I'mma send you up to my best friend

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

God, please you arm me with the armor
To me when there's drama like Gandhi?
Could have the other way many times
Could have turned Dalai with the
But I squashed my beefs and things seem to be decent
Recently, but don't it, it's like Clint Eastwood
Looking for peace though, maybe not finna
The priesthood, but at least
Make an to show some remorse
And to be sort of a repenter
For the people I've been a to
Not a preacher, but a starter and finisher
Into the of a thick skin, but a short temper
This patience of is thinner
Than twine is I
Get attacked so I might say something back that offend you
So if you like when I rap or
What I have to say on the mic you
Might act just like quarterbacks
And take a fuckin' hike when I 'cause I'm a sinner
(I got a friend, best friend)
Plus and intestines
And they been yes men
They gon' tell me I'm fuckin' up
The I'm ever giving it less than
I'm about to vomit and I can feel it
Cause something I can barely stomach
And I listen to my gut
So unless you're my belly button
Don't me nothin'
You ain't my (best friend, friend)
Who you think I'm talking
me up when I'm down and out
Still look to him without a
Still got a (best friend, friend) Shout it out
there's never been a louder mouth
Should never been allowed a mouth
Now that I got a higher power now when I blackout, power
They powerless, but crowd around
They tend to flock shepherds, the black sheep
But I be the worst thing that these motherfuckers ever
I'm counted out
You be D-O-A, they'll
But you dead when they sound it out
So prepare for a
Your enemy surrounds you now he's all around you
Not even the doctors at the
Are gonna shiggy-shock you back to
It's in-piggy-possible to you
That's to the diggy doc
is not an option
Something I'm not do
I'm the Iggy Pop of hip-hop when I in the booth
Dawg, I'm the truth Biggie rockin' with 2Pac in the suit
to Proof dropping a deuce
Fill up a syllable clip like a refillable
Cock and I
Who you think's my glock that I
That I pull from to get my up against these haters
And he'll be at the gate when you get sprayed up
you hoes straight up to deal with my (best friend)

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