Luyện nghe bài hát Grave Yard

[Verse 1 -
Welcome to the
everybody like to pray: Allahu Akbar
You scared to say "God?" They call me because I play hard
So get your helmets and your face
I spit holy water, lets have a Face Off: Nicholas
They say the boy is off the chain like two in a cage
Your girl say my flow the bomb like I swallow
the rules up in this shit so you gotta get paid
Or you gotta get spayed like Windex with them twin
I'll Raid on top of insects. Niggas die fuckin family
Oh, where I'm they call that "incest"
Open the Bible, book serves its purpose for shook crooks
Heavenly Father, I think we in Heaven, be a look
the hook:

In this heartless world I live in
I learned that I can't depend on love
It hasn't me a Saint
So take it all with me to the graveyard
2 - Game]
The ain't as new as the saint it look
They bury ministers right next to straight crooks
And Nas told niggas they was shooting and they'd
rhyme about banging, getting whooped on Facebook
Now put that on wall, I put that on the wall
I shot-call and brawl than Jon Wall
I'm killing niggas, bought everything last year
And wasn't feeling these niggas. I I was numb last year
Wasn't feeling you niggas. Came
To sell a few more mil on you
Toast! I'm in the Phantom, nah nigga I scared of no ghost
Cause all the dead rapper's albums are the most

[Verse 3 -
Some say the 3rd verse puts in a hearse
I was born Jay, guess I'm the Gift & The Curse
Lot of Bloods out here, but I did it first
blood out here that's why I'm up in the church
Still for my sins, but not all the way
Cause I just rode up in the and handed homie the K
What he gon do with it? Probably run up on your with it
That's I call rap beef, luckily I'm through with it
Now I just back, '72 with it
Sell it to a nigga South, he act a fool with it
to them haters and the stool-pigeons
You're too busy tryna judge us stars, but how are you