Luyện nghe bài hát Church

Big halitosis
scoliosis
Doctor Kill, the rap dosage
stamped, signed, sealed, delivered
Distributed through out the hood, muthafucka, what's
Exciting, unorthodox, biting, ought to stop
it, now I'm forced to box
You got 22 tattoos, you
You tattoo much, touch 2Pac, dude, that sucks
saliva, out the side of ya face
I ain't to be rude
But dude, you fruit, so I gotta make
(Jesus has all the time)
Yeah, all praises due to the rhyme, niggas is foul
Fuck it, Sean'll two from the line
Two for the nine, I leave in ya jaw and ya rock
These ain't ready for war, let 'em know

ain't for retardation
In it's realest form in rap, this street car
Rebellious,
start blazing

After that, I Caucasians, in the streets all taping shit up
They be trying to piece ya faces back together
You on playing,
Yeah, The Loudmouf Choir, lifting your name
The word-a-matician, magician,
David Blaine on chain
Oops upside your head, we smack you oops your head
You wearing suits and a on your head
And eating with the noodles and eggs
Ok, new word, respeckanize my gangstaforcation and
You scared to fire, banging your face ya Jeep window
Get ya window up, in a residential area
And left, a ocean and
you
This time it's the principality,
You a to prove, put the pistol back, you'se a punk
Push your shit all the way off, a para-loser
Yeah, pussy, that's you,
All that yackety yackety, your teeth, the animals be
You get ass beat, baddily, gradilly, P, Alkatraz
Master
See all kind of red on ya face like bad acne
piece to be praying for ya niggas
While I'm getting my vulture on, preying on bitches
(Ruck, Rock, Ruck N Roll, get you both on this hydro)
Yeah how I got my Bronx bitch, she breakdance and
trains
The fifty pop blocker, while me bar bread
you car banger, and she go all way
She gone, go where I say, she know ya'll stay, suckas

Yeah, ya'll niggas 'ready to die', the sket
And then you realize, no fucking 'life after death'
Smash your chest a fucking medicine ball
You think you nice, but I'm better ya'll
Listen, Tommy Tee on the beat, is the Choir
Heltah Skeltah on they job, and you is fired
The fire supplier, forget squad
Nigga, I'm dope like the tits on Oz, get nod off