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 felt the claw of the beast, i never thought 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 while i was it up, preacha killas!

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

I walked into the sermon, strapped a iron crowbar, i beat a nun into a bloody stew in the
Trunk of my car, how the fuck she got fake titties & a ring? bullshit! she sucked the
Preachers in the pulpit, i know 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 off that 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 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, missed & hit somebody in the choir, fell back
the candle rack & caught 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 killas (stop it!)
preacha killas (i gotta bloody em up!)
Crooked preacha (stop it!)
Crooked killas (leave the fuckin kids alone!)
Crooked killas (faggots!)
preacha killas (i gotta bloody em up!)
Crooked killas (stop it!)
Crooked killas (i gotta bloody em up!)