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 felt the claw of the beast, i never thought it'd be so
Fuckin easy a priest, we went into the confession booth, he took off his clothes& 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 while i was yankin it up, 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
Trunk of my car, how the she got fake titties & a pussy ring? bullshit! she sucked the
Preachers dick in the pulpit, i the goings-on, ive witnessed it while pushing my mop & blood
Gushing when my go chop, i aint a fuckin 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!)
preacha killas (stop it!)
Crooked killas!

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

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