Luyện nghe bài hát Church

Welcome, welcome! All you ninjas!
Come on in and some room
on over, now!
Go - watch out for the head!
The baby... You to head the baby in the head.
Why you gotta take up seats?
Just on over!
Lets start the
We have a special tonight... He goes by the name of Chris Webby
Now, this you man, hails Connecticut
six mixtapes
After a million dollars
After 20 million views
Countless out shows
And many a fan!
All you ninjas, give a welcome to your... Chris Webby

You see I'm now
Shovel in hand I dug from the
artillery loaded with forty-dozen rounds
They to run they mouth
Shit, they Daffy now!
out spittin'
First photo was my ultrasound
Throwin' up my middle fingers in my Mother's
Spittin' off of the top
Mount
Always caught the peace
said I was Ludacris
Crazy, unpredictable, nutty, but stupid, b*tch
Smart guy like Taj Mauer eatin' pot
On the run for killing beats the f*ckin' cops found me
On the loose
Apple and gin
Out manouverin' my
'em with sutures in
Cut 'em up
Cause my is sharper than Excalibur
Maximus, Decimus, Maridius to challengers
in the flesh
Swinging for your neck
up these beats
While you can even cut a check
Up next, stop, success, like,

Now hold on, now hold up, on now, hold on...
You gots to teach these how to rap.
Cause what these boys out is doing, is not rap. It's wack
You got to them the multi-syllable schemes
You got to show them the flow
You got to show them, them
Now get on in and do your thing, son!

Everything I do, I do it heart
Werewolf with a full in the dark
Tear a human apart
I'm stupidly
Started on the
But my music made a expansion something like Lewis and Clark
Climbing up the charts
And me off?
That's Bullseye from Daredevil losing at darts
I'm just a crazy
Who was bred to be a monster, since the eighties
I'm inclined
Put my in my rhymes
Veins pumpin'
You can it in my lines
Rollin' with a bunch of
we grindin' on
And we All
You can catch me up on
I am on
Bad Meets
That's just how the cookie
Keebler!
Mark my teachers
told me that I should be mature
But now that my beefed up
I'm never vegan, sir
Grindin' 'till the f*ckin' day I breathing