Luyện nghe bài hát Phoenix

Bloody ink on my pad suicide
Michael Jackson even passed cause you
Fuck lies, say I'm lucified
Baptised in the gutter, motherfucker you
Cause the come with doors 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 pictures, call me Basquiat Picasso
Capo Head Hancho, now my following's
no boxer, Pacquiao, but got the chopper en todo caso
It's you heard, God spoke
seen the ghetto gospel
The choir like my reefer and the got my eyes low
Shits to Mary Jane to me see from singing high notes
The bible or the rifle...goodnight

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

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

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

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

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