Luyện nghe bài hát Blow

Malice religion, Tony found prison
Im just tryna find my way out this fucking
A birds eye got me channelling my vision
Turn one to two now my kilos got a
Father knows best, wash my hands all's
We kicking up dust the colosseum floors
Walls of safes like they mausoleum doors
Pussy getting wet like she through my morgue
Grants, Jacksons, no room for
Yeh, the of Gods in you muthafuckas
This art my life
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 life disastrous
Help my bitch see my way through the Bachelors
Sent my old right back to get her Masters
Same I was clapping in the rafters
The truth hurts its revealed
What goes around around, this is life's ferris wheel
Grab hold and the steering wheel
As I parrallel park, Derby on the grill
The fact that Im free lets me know God is
Ten marathon of me selling concentrate
These rappers crowns but Id rather talk fear
Villain like Candyman, say my name and Ill
No weapon formed me shall prosper
matata, feet up sipping java
Strolling up the poll, whats my only problem?
Scrolling through my Rolodex, who shall bear my
So many raised as the band plays
Im here now, how many nigga's plans change
First class flights, Ciroc soaked
Waking up to models, what a motherfuckin