Luyện nghe bài hát Phoenix

Bloody ink on my pad spelled
Michael Jackson even passed you scrutinized
Fuck lies, say I'm lucified
in the gutter, motherfucker you decide
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 to the Lord like you do to God
Who am I? Lord
Painting vivid pictures, call me Picasso
Head Hancho, now my following's colossal
Ain't no boxer, Pacquiao, but got the en todo caso
It's like you heard, God
seen the ghetto gospel
The like my reefer and the preacher got my eyes low
Shits to Mary Jane to make me see from singing notes
The or the rifle...goodnight folks

ink on my pen spelled suicide
Kurt Cobain even cause you scrutinize
It's a fine line between truth and
Christ never lied, still was crucified
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 fuck with niggas
I don't them niggas, ain't got no love for niggas

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

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

do we lie?
Tell me 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