Luyện nghe bài hát Phoenix

Bloody ink on my pad spelled
Michael even passed cause you scrutinized
illuminati lies, say I'm lucified
Baptised in the gutter, you decide
the ride come with doors that be suicide?
Or the thighs on my whores, be super-sized?
Good and bad happen, wars, chose a side
Now all to the Lord like you do to God
Who am I? Lord
Painting vivid pictures, call me Picasso
Head Hancho, now my following's colossal
Ain't no boxer, Pacquiao, but got the en todo caso
It's like you heard, God
I've seen the gospel
The choir like my and the preacher got my eyes low
Shits to Mary Jane to make me see from high notes
The bible or the rifle...goodnight

Bloody ink on my pen suicide
Kurt Cobain even died cause you
It's a fine line truth and lies
Jesus Christ lied, still was crucified
That's why I never judge nigga
Life's a bitch, but bitch in love with other niggas
3 to a bed, sheets, no nigga
Dirty kitchen, no supper in the nigga
niggas, wassup my niggas
So my new attitude is "Fuck the niggas!"
I grew up with niggas but don't fuck with
I don't trust them niggas, ain't got no for niggas

Had the gold grills shining them southern niggas
Kept it trilla, now the whole world with us
Meanwhile you treated all of us other niggas
Now world is in my palm, take cover niggas

I ever pour, Lord pick me up
since a baby, two deuce in sippy cups
Ever since them and my zip-me-ups
Now I'm walking on my own, y'all, wish me

Where do we
me where do we stand?
do we go?
It's all part of the

do we lie?
Tell me where do we
do we go?
It's all of the plan