Luyện nghe bài hát House of Sin

I'm a Devil, Prevail's the Roadrunner
Rob the

1:]
I beats by the Viking and the Alchemist
People get inside my like John Malkovich
My is getting complicated like calculus
I feel like jumping off a bridge or a
So sometimes I sit around, might a bit
But I'm holding on tight like a Vulcan grip
Instead I think about the suicide that commit
I'm pulling killer crazy from the alphabet
Cooped up, I gotta leave the house and shit
Otherwise my life will into the House of Sin
I'm running into old friends asking, "How've you "
I lost three dollars dog, how've you been?
My are falling out my head so my mouth all red
My teeth are rotten and holes in my couch and shit
Yeah every day the truth it hurts
I got cigarette burns in my Gucci shirts
Yo Mad Child I write a goofy verse
I still I stare into the mirror thinking, "You've cursed."
Listen to your song, I to pop a roofie first
Cause I am nuclear, when I in a booth it's church

I'm on some Bruce Lee the Dragon shit
Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon
We are warriors, Red kid
There's warmth the wing of the dragon bitch

I'm on my kung-fu
My '69 Mustang, it got muscle
Mad samurais don't hide, we rush em
You me street now we gonna crush em

2:]
I'm the Swollen Army general, we swarm on you
My performance quite me, I'm Moulin Rouge
I'm a cut your crew like some Cordon Bleu
I'm sipping on some Dame, you drinking?
I make heart skip a beat like it's new Beirut
And if you don't know what to do then you should stay on stoop
People always ask me what do I play in the?
What do I say? I'm just a in a Tom Ford suit
Space face erase cartoon, you is Betty Boop
a tune and break bread and then get jetty with the loot
Play around the Greyhound and squeeze the juice out your
Prev-one Ketel One, Belvedere, or Grey
Major league beat down, a homerun, a
labels always wonder when we gonna break loose
Can't stop the profit motherfucker, I'm Jeru
S&M us again, people know we stay true
I'm on Apocalypse Now
Behind lines like black hawk down
The Shining, the Crazies, the Happening, the
Keep your eyes shut when the crows come around

I'm on my hustle
A '69 Mustang it got muscle
Mad samurais hide, we just rush em
You want me street now we gonna em

I'm on some Lee Enter the Dragon shit
Crouching Tiger Dragon shit
We are warriors, Red kid
There's warmth under the wing of the bitch

I'm on my kung-fu
A '69 Mustang it got muscle
Mad samurais don't hide, we just em
You want me street now we gonna em