Luyện nghe bài hát Phoenix

Bloody ink on my pad suicide
Jackson even passed cause you scrutinized
Fuck illuminati lies, say I'm
in the gutter, motherfucker you decide
Cause the ride with doors that be suicide?
Or the on my whores, they be super-sized?
Good and bad happen, wars, chose a side
Now all to the Lord like 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 chopper en 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 Jane to make me see from singing high notes
The bible or the rifle...goodnight

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 judge nigga
Life's a bitch, but that bitch in love with niggas
3 to a bed, sheets, no covers
Dirty kitchen, no in the cupboards nigga
niggas, wassup my niggas
So my new attitude is "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 grills shining like them southern niggas
Kept it trilla, now the whole world fuckin' us
Meanwhile you treated all of us other niggas
Now your is in my palm, take cover niggas

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

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

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