Luyện nghe bài hát Blow

Malice found religion, found prison
Im just tryna my way out this fucking kitchen
A birds eye got me channelling my vision
Turn one to two now my kilos got a
Father knows best, wash my all's forgiven
We kicking up dust like the colosseum
Walls full of like they mausoleum doors
getting wet like she walking through my morgue
Grants, Jacksons, no for George
Yeh, the fear of Gods in you
This art imitate my
Your World Star Hip Hop fame off imitation white
the fool's gold and imitation ice
My music for your soul, inspiration for your
Every dime I made in this wasn't disastrous
Help my young bitch see my way through the
Sent my old bitch right to get her Masters
Same graduation I was in the rafters
The hurts everytime its revealed
What goes around comes around, this is ferris wheel
Grab hold and reverse the steering
As I parrallel park, Kentucky Derby on the
The fact that Im free me know God is great
Ten year of me selling concentrate
rappers talk crowns but Id rather talk fear
Villain like Candyman, say my name and Ill
No formed against me shall prosper
Hakuna matata, feet up sipping
Strolling up the totem poll, whats my problem?
Scrolling my Rolodex, who shall bear my toddler
So many raised as the band plays
Im here now, watch how many plans change
First flights, Ciroc soaked nights
Waking up to models, what a motherfuckin