Luyện nghe bài hát Jesus

They me lyrical...Jesus
call me lyrical...Jesus
I'm second to...Jesus
I'm lyrical...Jesus

Now as I'm peeling down off of the crucifix
Smiling like Jesus in the den of thieves bitches
Like the tempted Eve
it rain for seven days and seven nights
Had beats and several careers and several fights
My lyrical rites make spine hottest
My rhymes stand out like a white boy on the
Only child up, selfish
Buy my records and shine my shoes, treat a nigga Elvis
Ancient, melodic, messiah
Make MC's heads bob like Muhammad Ali's from disease
Flows you get in
Louder than Irvin when he's snortin'
Taking a time machien to talk my into giving an abortion
I don't want to you wack motherfuckers hating me
Niggas is Australian so far beneath me
since Pac dissed me, Jersey tried to front on me
Now I'm so you could probably draw blood from me
So why you
I'm embezzling more money than Kareem Abdul-Jabbar's
And spitting blood like Gene but that's irrelevant
industry prays I go away like Arrested Development
Smilin(?) in a
Now they got me on rewind to dig up a piece of my
But if y'all dig any deeper you might not what you find
Pac died and I cried but I'mma it
When it comes to dissing my make Makaveli sound like Macarena
Jesus Christ immunity
Got you apologizing like Marlon Brando did the whole community
Hiding like Anne Frank, your mind is stomped I wrote Mein Kampf
stone rhymes to bread with one wave of my hands
Son of God, me better have a whole army
Or make plans to leave America using the of Marcus Garvey
Back up off me, nah nigga it all good
My name is offa more blocks Lexuses is Puerto Rican neighborhoods
Make you shut the fuck up, wifey when the fight's on
Jesus, I got Satan sleeping with the lights on
I have existed before man and will after man
I am an yet I am no man therefore I am a God
odd
But my talent is
So I rise on the wicked and the
And rain on the and the unrighteous

They me lyrical...Jesus
I'm a spiritual...Jesus
I'm only to...Jesus

Straigt up, yo Kurt drop old school shit
Drop an old so we can reminsce on something check it

Rappers to me...they wanna get some
But I'm XL so yo, you know the
Another victory, keep that gun in your
My is off the wall like my Big Daddy Kane poster
I a lot of love the beat searchers hate it man
Come as recycled but you're leaving as a Chino fan
That's how I know I'm God; believes in me
I make you wait I stand in handicapped parking legally
Estrada making chips
Handling fists to get
I'm going overboard like strong-willed off of ships
Illest ever invented, said it, meant it
hearing more claps than inside a Vietnam V.D. clinic, get it?
Listen inattentive and get no
Don't me get beside myself like identical twins
My cynical friends still quoting my old rhymes, my mind is a mine
The shit is bugged like Martin King's phone lines
Closed minds mass phenomenon, starving like
If was episodes of Star Trek you niggas couldn't Kling-on
out metaphor
Got coast bitches saying "No he didn't"
While down bitches be like "Oh no, hell no"
I made a man
So he have to witness the wickedness of world gone cold
Falling off on stages Bob Dole
Chronic my balance
Cause and evil are having a custody battle over my soul
Like Macaulay parents
My hair's like wool, so fuck what your friends say
You don't want to get off on the wrong foot like Kente
So now it's down, ta-dow
Niggas better how to rhyme
Before they tell the lyrical Jesus he should bow
Love your enemies, in the lion's den
Turn them to a pillar of salt, forgive them Father know not why they sin
Niggas sideways, and I've been that in the past
But now I'm half past giving a
And at a quarter 'til I'mma bust your ass!

chill

They me lyrical...Jesus
They me lyrical...Jesus
I'm second to...Jesus
They me lyrical...Jesus

I'm sending to...
Guess I to explain this one too.