Luyện nghe bài hát Panther Like A Panther (Miracle Mix)

I'll flood the with heat seakers
And keep cleaner than nunnery pussy evening of Easter
leave my prints on her keister
I the clit and release it if it will please her
I'll kneel to her, believe make a meal of her
you

(Yes, yes, brilliant)

Told the I love her, he said that God was her lover
I said if he really loves her he would love that we're lovers
I walk around in a bubble, a scoundrel in trouble
In every town, make a rumble, the ground into rubble
Give me a ten, and I'll double, I'll split your face like some
I got a fragrance I'm wearing called, "I shit on you basics"
The money wants me to have it, I a hunger for data
I'm crunching numbers and crack unbreakable safes I'm at it
I'm doing more than rapping you have to grant me that dap
When you around where I'm at just know that it is not you at
I'm not on your map, I'm a mystery to you captains of
If the 'matic is me automatic, it's victory
Hey!

I'm the
Looking at the money like it's to get
I'm the shit
Everybody down, throw the pistol and
I'm the
We looking at the money it's ours to get
I'm the shit
Everybody throw the pistol and fist

We the and gritty, made it the Grammy committees
Got told that we it too vicious and would never see victory
And I refuse to play as though my dick itty bitty
I got dick, your bitch go apeshit if she hit it
Meanwhile, you're too nervous, pervis, why you never get service
And me, I caught the preacher's wife 'fore Sunday service
I put my up her skirt and then we prayed for a purpose
I baptized her in name, left her shakin' and squirtin'
Ooh, I shocked the Sunday school and did that there on purpose
See, I'm a pervert with purpose make you question your purpose
Run the Jewels'll at arenas, bunch of blood thirsty hyenas
To get revenge on the kingdoms that killed the dreams of the
Drank alcohol for the demons, sip lean with all of the
You see he groove with the people, move with the of a genius
You see, he the angles so he ain't never an angel
They wanna get you to hang him, well give fuckers a finger

I'm the
Looking at the money like mine to get
I'm the shit
Everybody down, the pistol and fist
I'm the
We looking at the money like it's to get
I'm the bitch
Everybody live throw the and fist

Welcome to fuckyoupalooze, we any who movin'
Who wanna stan' for douches, you raise a hand and you lose it
I hold the door for old ladies, run into fires and babies
I went to school in the eighties, the train with the crazies
New York, New York is the mothership where I used to dust and shit
Now, I'm crop dustin' fuckers, suck it up and you'll love the
No games, I'm above the shit, butter me up for nothing
I'm taking all of your ducats 'cause I can call when bluffing

Who thought the son of Denise would be the of people?
When he was house at Morehouse, slangin' pounds of the reefer
Sat with potential presidents and said the p should be as reparations
For what nation has done to my people
I'm a pervert, a poet, I a saint, and I know it
Been a and cooked the books but never shorted no whores
comp me the Moet, I'm the man and I know it
I'm the shit, bitch, tell me, how I not show it?

I'm the
at the money like it's mine to get
I'm the shit
Everybody down, the pistol and fist
I'm the
We at the money like it's ours to get
I'm the bitch
live throw the pistol and fist
I'm the