Luyện nghe bài hát Broken Halo

The kid with the broken
The devil seem to let me go
It's true the letters that sent from school to my mother
Chino's too wild and does not play well with
Rappers blinded and and need to be reminded
The Puerto Rican no assembly required
Dark and agnostic, I you targeting my shit
Bastard be careful, like a with glasses in a mosh pit
I free, spit religiously with each breath
With more lines than there are in Kimora Lee's
I'm sick with a pencil, he's
But fuck a fork in him, stab him with every kitchen utensil I can find
The brutalist, underpunched tutelage, proving it's in my like true relig
The odds are to none that you can live
You want to be me is not convincing
It'll be cool to be you, just to witness my beauty in diminsions
Necessary, vengence, my religion
Only words that are worse for me to hear is
"Babe, I I'm pregnant."
It's really to murder cowards with a crowbar
And have them to leave the house for fear of death like Solar
I take credit for a ton of police, it's Chino's
Then carve my name in your face and the wounds up with table salt
The mission, infiltrate the system with or without
And choke you till your lungs have no air/heir like kings with no
The world told me, "Go to Hell", alright I'll you there
Latino's don't cheat death, we defeat it and square
your faggott ass in half and laugh and try to diss me
You ain't the urine particles existing in my piss stream
the cradle a word angel with a broken halo
The kid the broken halo
The devil won't 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 spit they
I'll have the studio literally littered rapper's corpses
Bringer of death, barbarian impale
If God was a rapper than He'd be 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, Maury
Chino's so 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 make it to 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 homie tried to get a to go to school
All he was granted was Fox views of Oscar Grant in his tomb
Guerilla monsoon a blow torch
You can't hold a
ain't no vandals wearing skinny jeans and Croc sandels
My art will start panics
Will heartlessly go to the Bronx Zoo bear handed to apart Pandas
I wanna scalp these traitors and bring out my native
Cause has never been a spectator sport
Chino, the muscle fill will lay you down in a tomb
There will be nowhere on your body that have a wound
I write someone's life inside of a cartoon
The fiendish, human Venus Flytrap of is in full bloom
Heaven's on the even with my broken halo
The kid the broken halo
The devil seem to let me go