Luyện nghe bài hát Demon Killa

(satan): (growl) theres been to my kingdom.
what are we dealing ??
who are ??
see you dealin with a Born Again Believer, a James reader
when it come to puttin in work i got more stripes a zebra
see the demon murderer in
im grippin the star like his name was sirus,
then i put two up in where he
why stress, i jest, put it down on cise so why (??)
you cant deal the real, let alone the steal,
let me get this off of my
why yes im just a spiritual cap peela, killa, blood spilla
to make it blunt a straight demon
the day i had a dream,
it that i was crowned the king,
given the kingdom and the black
but i the kingdom bye, and i kissed the queen goodbye
'cause i'd rather up in the ghetto and see demons die
see i dont have no love for and they dont love me
so i grabs my KJV and i it down constantly
takes over the strong man when im 459in him
he's always on my and
im going to sleep and im dreamin of him
a gaze of breakin darkness in a hundred ways
you check my fault like im on fast and pray a hundred (??)
and in yo midst like a guerilla, pleadin the blood over your
its the Sanctified, Bloodwashed, demon killa,
(demon) 4 holes, 3
(killa) the Blood of Christ prevail
yea though i walk thru the valley of the of my neighborhood
i no evil
(demon) 4 holes, 3
(killa) the of Christ will prevail
yea though i thru the valley of the shadows of my neighborhood
i fears no
im posted outside the gates of Hell,
i got the Blood of Christ so they cant
i hear em talkin, they know im stalkin
the thrill to leave more dead, slugs in forehead
NIV S T R A P P E D
in my H A N D, C R E P with me
i kicks in the gate, now its too
its no escape, i got the of Faith,
and im shooting Scriptures like a 8 (??)
a wounded demon pleain, it wasnt him that cursed me
but i pleads the Blood, "you no love", this devil dont get no mercy
i gave the wicked fools the blues with Good News
so tell me what you would've if you was in my shoes
i never sweat confrontation, loc, 'cause im a
so how you feel with the real, devil, this is killa

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young growing up i was understandin, G
it was the devil who broke up my happy family
had my mom on crack, my on heroine
now my Bible's my gun, im shootin Scripture like
see, all my life he had my bound to no
till i met a G named Christ had put me on your hood
He "step into the circle where the Annointing rains hot"
it made me close my eyes and my gut like i was shot
infillment of the Holy Ghost, loc it was so
aaaaah, to go to war fool
its on from now on, im a on a mission
till they kill me, could they kill me, you feel me
'cause if you did you get with this, 187 on wickedness
yes the tripping and im stickin this
Sword of the Spirit his esophagus
aint no us
killa

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