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 on my shoulder felt the claw of the beast, i never thought it'd be so
Fuckin easy murdering a priest, we went into the 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 me right in the eyes while i was yankin it up, preacha killas!

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

I into the sermon, strapped with a iron crowbar, i beat a nun into a bloody stew in the
Trunk of my car, how the 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 aint a holy rolla, im outta controlla, face painted,
Fuckin preacha killas off that yola...cola

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