Luyện nghe bài hát Phoenix

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

Bloody ink on my pen suicide
Kurt even died cause you scrutinize
It's a line between truth and lies
Jesus never lied, still was crucified
why I never judge 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 cupboards
Sucker niggas, wassup my
So my new is like "Fuck the niggas!"
I up with niggas but don't fuck with niggas
I don't trust them niggas, ain't got no for niggas

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

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

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

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