Luyện nghe bài hát Phoenix

Bloody ink on my pad suicide
Michael Jackson even passed cause you
illuminati lies, say I'm lucified
Baptised in the gutter, you decide
Cause the ride come with doors that be
Or the thighs on my whores, they be
and bad happen, wars, nigga chose a side
Now all hail to the Lord you do to God
Who am I? Flacko
vivid pictures, call me Basquiat Picasso
Capo Hancho, now my following's colossal
Ain't no boxer, Pacquiao, but got the en todo caso
like you heard, God spoke
I've seen the ghetto
The choir like my reefer and the got my eyes low
to Mary Jane to make me see from singing 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 between and lies
Jesus Christ never lied, still was
That's why I never judge another
Life's a bitch, but that in love with other niggas
3 to a bed, sheets, no nigga
Dirty kitchen, no supper in the cupboards
niggas, wassup my niggas
So my new is like "Fuck the niggas!"
I grew up with niggas but don't fuck niggas
I don't them niggas, ain't got no love 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 like niggas
Now world is in my palm, take cover niggas

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

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

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