Luyện nghe bài hát Faux King Christ

The illness prolific, let the begin.
Haste reservation, neither chi or Zen
Could quite the conflict.
All are not and not seen.
Eclipsed in the of creation. A murky at best running stream
Of these men who contact, by pointing their limbs to the sky.
They were so and chosen, to place all this fear in disguise of
Jesus King Christ.
A symbolic to this very day
A scapegoat for I am sorry to say.
Hundreds of years, of up fire
to manipulate, not to inspire
Jesus Faux Christ!
and corporate in "Gambino" ways
A pleasant umbrella do what he says.
Our evolution proved, that all is fraud
The sun and the moon is I call god.
The horrific, let your wordplay end.
You've got no reservation, all just earth on the
That's creates your little conflict.
Your ticket to has expired.
Your owed no for creation, just blame for the shame you've conspired.
To be all men who have contact.
You point all your hopes to the sky You are not or chosen
fear in disguise of Jesus Faux King Christ!