Luyện nghe bài hát Phoenix

Bloody ink on my pad suicide
Michael Jackson even passed cause you
Fuck illuminati lies, say I'm
in the gutter, motherfucker you decide
Cause the ride with doors that be suicide?
Or the thighs on my whores, be super-sized?
Good and bad happen, wars, nigga chose a
Now all to the Lord like you do to God
Who am I? Flacko
vivid pictures, call 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
seen the ghetto gospel
The choir like my reefer and the got my eyes low
Shits to Mary Jane to make me see from high notes
The or the rifle...goodnight folks

ink on my pen spelled suicide
Kurt Cobain died cause you scrutinize
It's a fine line truth and lies
Jesus Christ never lied, still was
That's why I judge another nigga
Life's a bitch, but that bitch in love with other
3 to a bed, sheets, no covers
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 don't fuck 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 fuckin' with us
you treated all of us like other niggas
Now your is in my palm, take cover niggas

I shall pour, Lord pick me up
Ever since a baby, two deuce in cups
Ever since them 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 of the plan

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