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 murder for
("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 asking what happened to you (Lucifer Lucifer

Lord him, he got them dark forces in him
But he also got a righteous for sinning
Them-a-murder me, so I gotta murder,
First emergency, doctors performing
Jesus, I ain't to be facetious, but
"Vengeance is mine" the Lord
You said it than all
niggas on death's door, breathing on
Respirators for my best, poor haters
On permanent, as I skate
In the Benz, flier than Sanaa Lathan
"Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo
In Los Angele's, like an
I can introduce you to your
you closer to nature
Ashes they cremate you bastards
Hope you been reading Psalms and chapters
Paying your tithe, being good Catholics, I'm

("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 change your attitude
they asking what happened to you (Lucifer, Lucifer)

Yes, this is war
I wet all with the holy water
Spray from Heckler-Koch
auto-static, child cease to exist
Like a sabbatical, I throw couple at you, six!
Spread love, to all of my thugs
I pour out a little Louis, to a head
Yes sir, and I perish, the meek shall inherit the earth
that time, it's on and popping, church
Like Don Bishop, the or palm cock either
up your soul or give you the holy ghost
Please I you in somebody's cathedral
For stunting Evel Knievel
I let you see that bright light lead you
The more you talk, the you irking us
The more you goin' need memorial
"The Black Album" second verse, is
Devil's pie, save dessert for us

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

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