Luyện nghe bài hát Blow

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