Luyện nghe bài hát Phoenix

Bloody ink on my pad spelled
Michael even passed cause you scrutinized
Fuck illuminati lies, say I'm
Baptised in the gutter, you decide
Cause the ride with doors that be suicide?
Or the thighs on my whores, they be
Good and bad happen, wars, nigga chose a
Now all hail to the Lord you do to God
Who am I? Flacko
vivid pictures, call me Basquiat Picasso
Capo Head Hancho, now my following's
Ain't no boxer, Pacquiao, but got the en todo caso
It's you heard, God spoke
I've the ghetto gospel
The like my reefer and the preacher got my eyes low
Shits to Mary Jane to make me see from singing high
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
Jesus Christ never lied, still was
That's why I never judge 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
niggas, wassup my niggas
So my new is like "Fuck the niggas!"
I grew up with niggas but fuck with niggas
I don't them niggas, ain't got no love for niggas

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

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

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

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