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

I walked the church dressed 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 a priest, we went into the confession booth, he took off his clothes& cut
Some yay on his bible top & ooted his nose, i jammed a butcher knife 12 inches into his
Gut, he looked me right in the eyes while i was it up, preacha killas!

Crooked preacha (stop it!)
Crooked preacha (i gotta bloody em up!)
Crooked preacha (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 while pushing my mop &
Gushing when my hatchet go chop, i a fuckin holy rolla, im outta controlla, face painted,
Fuckin preacha gone off that yola...cola

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

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

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