Luyện nghe bài hát Blow

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