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

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

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

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

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

We shootin for the preacha, fuck, i & hit the reverend, but it doesnt matter though, they
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 shot again, missed & hit in the choir, they fell back
Into the candle rack & the place on fire, i shot again, i finally caught the preacherin
His dome, we put our barrels to each others heads & took it home

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