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

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

Crooked killas (stop it!)
Crooked preacha killas (i gotta 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
Trunk of my car, how the fuck she got fake titties & a ring? bullshit! she sucked the
dick in the pulpit, i know the goings-on, ive witnessed it while pushing my mop & blood
Gushing when my hatchet go chop, i aint a fuckin rolla, im outta controlla, face painted,
Fuckin preacha gone off that yola...cola

Crooked preacha (stop it!)
Crooked killas (i gotta bloody 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 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 shot again, i finally caught the
His dome, then we put our barrels to others heads & took it home

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