Luyện nghe bài hát Heathens (Freestyle)

[Hook: Joseph]
All my are heathens take it slow
for hem to ask you who you know
Please make any sudden moves
You don't know the of the abused

Vic Mensa]
Grew up around heathens, the made us Tarzans
Slanging Jane, swanging out a mini van
Banana for gorillas and cold killers
Percy Miller car got no limits
It wasn't always this was, I can
To I carried lead case a nigga wanna test
Number two can puncture you, wear a vest
We packing like a Lunchable, we live in constant
My history is filled with a list of regrets
Looking back at my past, this victory lap
I made it, young eyes grown jaded
They killed my brother dead, why I'd be faded
Sometimes I feel guilty for being the boy who lived, I could've the one with that knife inside my ribs
I guess God had bigger plans for the kid I woke up still alive on that hospital bed
I still feel violence, I got blood shot
Non-stop flights, I need 21
Give me 21 beats, 21 bodies
21 thotties in the W
Man trust, you can rock a or handcuffs
Either way the gon' say pull your pants up
Since you in the they don't want you to stand up
Niggas say you as soon as you get your Benz up
I find it funny how, I'm money now
Them girls don't treat me an ugly duckling now
The same ones used to at my TC
Now it's me and Perrie, 'scuse my but they fucking now
That's why I date while I hate them I got no
I was set an ultimatum on the bus
very simple you can walk if you don't bust
Papi my brothers so you gotta both us
Yeah, I be heathens but I've earned my stripes
Keep a SIG, I'm too pretty for fist
Until these niggas kill me I just wanna live
Cop a palace in the city, buy a ice
But know me, I don't rock diamonds
Only the Roc diamonds, that's how I'm
Big homie, it was all about timing
So every call I make sure I'm signed in
Wait til find that max Jay signed him
Could be an astrologist how my aligning
I fuck with Bad Boy like I'm Mario
Puff know I got him if niggas shootin' I'm
Please don't speak to me about stylin'
I rock Gucci drawers, my Italian
And I'm the Chi where they ultra-violent
big racks out the Gosha wallet
Tell 'em "these heathens you bleeding
Screaming please, oh jeez he's
Get him to the he gon' need a deacon"
Running DMC's Adidas
Demons, loca, like la vida
Outta' this world, Lapetus
I want your girl, cut her off like fetus
this track 'till a beat ain't breathing, bitch!