Luyện nghe bài hát House of Sin

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

1:]
I love beats by the and the Alchemist
People get inside my like John Malkovich
My life is getting like calculus
I feel like jumping off a or a balcony
So I sit around, might sulk a bit
But still I'm holding on tight like a Vulcan
Instead I think about the suicide that I'll
I'm pulling crazy words from the alphabet
Cooped up, I gotta leave the house and shit
Otherwise my life will into the House of Sin
I'm running old friends asking, "How've you been? "
I lost million dollars dog, how've you been?
My teeth are out my head so my mouth all red
My teeth are and there's holes in my couch and shit
Yeah every day reminders the truth it
Cause I got burns in my Gucci shirts
Yo Mad I never write a goofy verse
I still I stare the mirror thinking, "You've been cursed."
Listen to song, I have to pop a roofie first
Cause I am nuclear, I walk in a booth it's church

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

I'm on my hustle
My black '69 Mustang, it got
Mad don't hide, we just rush em
You want me now we gonna crush em

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

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

I'm on some Bruce Lee Enter the 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
A black '69 it got muscle
Mad samurais don't hide, we rush em
You want me street now we gonna em