Luyện nghe bài hát Heathens (Freestyle)

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

[Verse: Vic
Grew up heathens, the streets made us Tarzans
Slanging Mary Jane, out a mini van
Banana clips for gorillas and killers
Miller black car got no limits
It wasn't always was, I can attest
To nights I carried lead a nigga wanna test
Number two can puncture you, better wear a
We like a Lunchable, we live in constant threat
My is filled with a long list of regrets
Looking back at my past, doing victory lap
Surprised I made it, eyes grown jaded
They killed my brother dead, why I'd be faded
Sometimes I guilty for being the boy who lived, I could've been the one with that knife inside my ribs
I guess God had bigger for the kid when I woke up still alive on that hospital bed
I feel violence, I got blood shot eyelids
flights, I need 21 pilots
Give me 21 beats, 21 bodies
21 in the W lobby
Man trust, you can a Rollie or handcuffs
way the police gon' say pull your pants up
Since you in the county they don't want you to up
say you change as soon as you get your Benz up
I find it funny how, I'm money now
Them girls don't treat me like an duckling now
The same ones used to at my TC
Now it's me and Perrie, 'scuse my French but fucking now
That's why I date while I hate them I got no
I was set an on the tour bus
It's very 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 for fist fights
these niggas kill me I just wanna live life
Cop a in the city, buy a little ice
But y'all me, I don't rock diamonds
Only the Roc diamonds, that's how I'm
Big broach homie, it was all about
So every roll I make sure I'm signed in
Wait til they find that max Jay him
be an astrologist how my stars aligning
I fuck with Bad Boy I'm Mario Winans
Puff know I got him if shootin' I'm firin'
Please even speak to me about stylin'
I Gucci drawers, my nuts Italian
And I'm the Chi where they ultra-violent
Pulling big out the Gosha wallet
'em "these heathens leave you bleeding
Screaming please, oh he's leaking
Get him to the church he need a deacon"
Running like Adidas
Demons, heaters loca, like la
this world, Zetus Lapetus
I don't your girl, cut her off like fetus
Abort this 'till a beat ain't breathing, bitch!