Luyện nghe bài hát Grave Yard

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

In heartless world that I live in
I learned that I can't depend on love
It made me a Saint
So take it all with me to the graveyard
[Verse 2 -
The ain't as new as the saint it look
They bury ministers right next to straight crooks
And Nas told niggas they was and they'd look
Niggas rhyme about banging, getting on Facebook
Now put on your wall, I put that on the wall
I shot-call and brawl quicker Jon Wall
I'm killing these niggas, bought everything year
And feeling these niggas. I mean 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 ain't of no ghost
all the dead rapper's albums are selling the most

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