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

I walked into the sermon, strapped with a 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 fuckin holy rolla, im controlla, face painted,
Fuckin killas gone off that yola...cola

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

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

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