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, we murder for capital
("Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning! I'm gonna, you out of, earth")
Kanyeeze you did it again, you a nigga!
("Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning)
So you to change your attitude
Before they what happened to you (Lucifer Lucifer

Lord him, he got them dark forces in him
But he also got a righteous 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 said it better all
Leave on death's door, breathing on
for killing my best, poor haters
On permanent, hiatus as I
In the Benz, flier than Sanaa Lathan
Pumping "Brown Sugar" by
In Los Angele's, like an
I can introduce you to your
Bring you closer to
Ashes after they you bastards
you been reading your Psalms and chapters
Paying your tithe, being 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 change attitude
Before they what happened to you (Lucifer, Lucifer)

Yes, this is war
I wet y'all all with the holy
Spray Heckler-Koch order
Matic auto-static, child to exist
Like a sabbatical, I couple at you, take six!
Spread love, to all of my 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 cock either
Lift up your soul or you the holy ghost
Please I you in somebody's cathedral
For stunting like Evel
I let you see where bright light lead you
The more you talk, the you irking us
The more you need memorial services
"The Album" second verse, is like
pie, save some dessert for us

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

I got dreams, of holdin' a milla, to Bob's killer
him why as my eyes fill up
These days I can't up with a dry pillow
but not forgotten, homes I still feel you
So, curse the day that the bastard
Who caused your church mass, reverts to
The first to then reverse 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
Please blame it on the son of the mornin', again