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 boy imma
Teacher, put his hand on my shoulder felt the of the beast, i never thought it'd be so
Fuckin easy a priest, we went into the confession booth, he took off his clothes& cut
Some yay right on his bible top & his nose, i jammed a butcher knife 12 inches into his
Gut, he looked me right in the while i was yankin it up, preacha killas!

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

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

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

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

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