Luyện nghe bài hát Hell's Pit- C.p.k's

I walked into the church dressed up as an altar boy i seen a preacher, he said little boy
Teacher, put his hand on my shoulder felt the of the beast, i never thought it'd be so
Fuckin easy murdering a priest, we went into the confession booth, he took off his cut
Some yay right on his bible top & ooted his nose, i jammed a knife 12 inches into his
Gut, he looked me right in the eyes i was yankin it up, preacha killas!

Crooked preacha (stop it!)
Crooked preacha (i gotta bloody em up!)
preacha killas (stop it!)
Crooked killas!

I walked into the sermon, strapped with a iron crowbar, i beat a nun into a bloody in the
Trunk of my car, how the fuck she got fake & a pussy ring? bullshit! she sucked the
Preachers dick in the pulpit, i the goings-on, ive witnessed it while pushing my mop & blood
when my hatchet go chop, i aint a fuckin holy rolla, im outta controlla, face painted,
Fuckin preacha killas gone off yola...cola

Crooked preacha (stop it!)
Crooked preacha (i gotta bloody em up!)
Crooked killas (stop it!)
preacha killas!

We shootin for the preacha, fuck, i missed & hit the reverend, but it doesnt matter though,
Say hes goin to heaven, & then i for the preacher, i blew his ear off, we in the balcony
Bustin, gone of pcp & smirnoff, i again, missed & hit somebody in the choir, they fell back
Into the candle rack & caught the place on fire, i shot again, i caught the preacherin
His dome, then we put our barrels to each heads & took it home

Crooked killas (stop it!)
Crooked preacha killas (i gotta em up!)
Crooked preacha (stop it!)
Crooked preacha killas (leave the fuckin alone!)
preacha killas (faggots!)
Crooked preacha killas (i gotta em up!)
Crooked killas (stop it!)
Crooked killas (i gotta bloody em up!)