Luyện nghe bài hát Broken Halo

The kid with the halo
The devil won't to let me go
It's true the letters that they from school to my mother
Chino's too wild and does not well with others
Rappers and brainwash and need to be reminded
The Puerto Rican no assembly required
Dark and agnostic, I torture you targeting my
Bastard be careful, a nigga with glasses in a mosh pit
I flow free, spit religiously with each
With more lines than there are in Kimora neck
I'm sick a pencil, he's done
But fuck sticking a fork in him, him with every kitchen utensil I can find
The brutalist, tutelage, proving it's in my jeans like true relig
The are slim to none that you can live
You don't want to be me is not
It'll be cool to be you, just to my beauty in three diminsions
Necessary, vengence, losing my
five words that are worse for me to hear is
"Babe, I I'm pregnant."
It's really nothing to murder cowards a crowbar
And have them scared to leave the house for fear of like Solar
I take for a ton of police, it's Chino's fault
Then carve my name in your face and the wounds up with table salt
The mission, infiltrate the with or without guns
And choke you till your lungs have no air/heir like kings no sons
The world told me, "Go to Hell", alright I'll meet you
Latino's don't cheat death, we defeat it fair and
Tearing your faggott ass in half and and try to diss me
You ain't worth the urine existing in my piss stream
Since the cradle a word angel a broken halo
The kid with the halo
The devil seem to let me go
They say that fake's the new
I'll chop them up in suitcases, let the familiy pick one like it's Deal Or No
They try to get at me, bitter the kid out they bosses
I'll have the literally littered with rapper's corpses
Bringer of death, will impale
If God was a than He'd be Chino XL
Stuck up, snotty, to body rappers biblically
Leave 'em like Sampson with his eyes gouged out by the
Of my own style, I'm the father, Povich
so tight in the booth, I'm feeling clausterphobic
Free of the corporate theater, my heater is coming
If I attack you on stage you will not it to your dressing room
They call me brutal cause I don't think a cop shoot you
Then get away with it, we shouldn't it, come on, be truthful
My tried to get a grant to go to school
All he was granted was Fox News views of Oscar Grant in his
Guerilla monsoon with a torch
You can't a candle
Y'all ain't no wearing skinny jeans and Croc sandels
My art canvas will start
Will heartlessly go to the Bronx Zoo bear handed to tear apart
I wanna these traitors and bring out my native thoughts
Cause revolution has never been a spectator
Chino, the muscle fill will lay you down right in a
There will be nowhere on your that doesn't have a wound
I write like someone's life of a cartoon
The fiendish, human Venus Flytrap of raps is in full
Heaven's on the even with my broken halo
The kid the broken halo
The devil seem to let me go