Luyện nghe bài hát Lucifer

("Lucifer, don of de morning! I'm gonna, you out of earth")
("Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning")
I'm from the murder capital, where we for capital
("Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning! I'm gonna, you out of, earth")
you did it again, you a genius nigga!
("Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning)
So you need to your attitude
Before they asking what to you (Lucifer Lucifer

Lord forgive him, he got them forces in him
But he also got a cause for sinning
me, so I gotta murder, them
First emergency, doctors procedures
Jesus, I trying to be facetious, but
"Vengeance is mine" the Lord
You it better than all
niggas on death's door, breathing on
Respirators for killing my best, haters
On permanent, as I skate
In the Benz, flier than Sanaa Lathan
Pumping "Brown Sugar" by
In Los Angele's, an evangelist
I can introduce you to your
Bring you closer to
after they cremate you bastards
Hope you been your Psalms and chapters
your tithe, being good Catholics, I'm coming

("Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning! I'm gonna, you out of, earth")
("Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning")
I'm from the capital, where we murder for capital
("Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning! I'm gonna, you out of , earth")
("Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning")
So you niggas your attitude
Before they what happened to you (Lucifer, Lucifer)

Yes, is holy war
I wet y'all all with the holy
Spray Heckler-Koch order
Matic auto-static, child cease to
Like a sabbatical, I throw couple at you, six!
love, to all of my dead thugs
I pour out a little Louis, to a above
Yes sir, and when I perish, the meek shall the earth
Till that time, on and popping, church
Like Don Bishop, the fifth or palm cock
Lift up your soul or you the holy ghost
Please I you in somebody's cathedral
For like Evel Knievel
I let you see where that bright light you
The more you talk, the you irking us
The more you goin' memorial services
"The Black Album" verse, is like
Devil's pie, save some for us

Man, I get my soul right,
I gotta get devils out my life,
These cowards gonna a nigga right,
They won't be happy 'til die,
Oh man, I gotta get my right,
'Fore I'm locked up for my life,
Every time it it's alright
want they soul to rise
I chase you off of this

I got dreams, of holdin' a nine milla, to Bob's
Askin him why as my fill up
days I can't wake up with a dry pillow
Gone but not forgotten, homes I feel you
So, curse the day that birthed the
Who caused your mass, reverts to crash
The first to blast then the curse
The first to date and there you are,
Lord forgive him, we all have
But Bob's a dude, please let him in
And if you feel in my heart that I long for
blame it on the son of the mornin', thanks again