Luyện nghe bài hát Devil's Groove

Crazy convict, don't no shit
age 13 I was ill legit
I had a problem with homicide, ass suicide
Sucka mothafuckin' dreams and I died

Black from the hell raised, don't want'cha dead
No one listens to what the devil
But I'm smooth like Satan and I was
For death, so breathe ya last breath

I'm a psychopath, motha fucker laugh
At a funeral, tell me do ya
Any other brother, any other that can get
Say his name and be another victim

See, can't describe the pain you'll feel
You can't imagine it Death will
A vital, recital is my title
Gotta psychological problem, Death's my idol

Crucifix, a trick to black
A brother Esham, treach and tragic
The my boy and Satan's my son, the gun
Loaded and so that you don't want none
Shoot ya in the back Billy the kid
Talkin' 'bout me out, shit

Better put ya dukes up ya get fucked up
Crucified ya mama, so what, so
So what you gonna do? Take revenge a brother, man
And get fucked up, ya mother, man

Bad ass brotha the mind of the devil
overdrive, tryin' to stay alive
I sold the devil my for gold, the story is told
I'm the exorcist, yo

Brothers and have died, committed suicide
[Incomprehensible] to a mothafucker so another homicide
my trademark, rhymes be my play mark
Reel Life Productions, down from the

Sacrifice ya tonite, with a knife
Pray to hell and the devil ya life
See many of you mothafuckers don't it, see
How long can you listen to one insanity

Prophecy the dead has
The is dead and one man is chosen
To the dead, to kill, bloodshed
So much bloodshed, it the town red

My mind is evil, inside my mind
The devil's gonna get ya, a matter of time
Go to sleep and never up, ya dreams a nightmare
The witch was on ya back, I was there

But who's to turn ya to stone, you're stuck in eternal
Imprisoned in a shell, wit a man's face
666, crucifix, the fire on the candlesticks

This is the devil's groove, a for his bloody
Release ya sins, up, up in the
Go commit suicide, homicide

The groove
The devil's
The groove
The devil's