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, motherfucker you
the ride come with doors that be suicide?
Or the thighs on my whores, they be
Good and bad happen, wars, chose a side
Now all to the Lord like you do to God
Who am I? Flacko
Painting vivid pictures, me Basquiat Picasso
Capo Head Hancho, now my colossal
no boxer, Pacquiao, but got the chopper en todo caso
It's you heard, God spoke
I've seen the ghetto
The like my reefer and the preacher got my eyes low
Shits to Mary Jane to make me see from singing notes
The or the rifle...goodnight folks

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

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

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

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

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