Luyện nghe bài hát Sherane a.k.a Master Splinter's Daughter

God
I come to you a
And I humbly repent for my
I that Jesus is Lord
I believe that you him from the dead
I will ask that Jesus will come to my
And be my Lord and
I receive to take control of my life
And that I may live for him this day forth
Thank you Lord Jesus for saving me with precious blood
In Jesus name,

I met her at this house party on El and Central
She had the credentials of strippers in
Ass came with a hump from the jump she was a
I want to ride Arabians
Push an '04
"Hello my is Kendrick"
She said "No, handsome"
Whispered in my ear, disappeared then her dancing
had played in the background
The parade music we made had us all shades now (cool)
"Where you stay?"
She said "Down the from Dominguez High"
Okay, I know that's Compton or Paramount
"Well is it Compton?"
"No," she and quickly start batting her eyes and
I strictly had wanted her thighs me
Seventeen, with but pussy stuck on my mental
My was rather sinful
"What you to get into?"
She didn't tell, just gave me her
Dropped the number, we chirped the whole and well

The summer had passed and now I'm her
Conversation we probably enticing her
Who could imagine, maybe my would end up wifing her
or lust, regardless we'll fuck cause the trife in us
It's deep rooted, the music of being young and
Its never muted, in fact it's louder where I'm from
We know a lot 'bout other, her mother was a crack addict
She with her granny and her younger two brothers
Her favorite cousin Demetrius'
Family history of gang banging did make me
But not enough to stop me from a nut
I wanna come over, up?
what I told her soon as this episode
Of go off
I'm to get off
I was in heat like a cactus, my tactics of thirsty
could hurt me, but fuck it I got some heart
Grab my keys, hopped in the car, then oh boy

So now I'm Rosecrans in a Caravan
Passing Alameda, my gas meter in of a pump
I got enough to get me the traffic jam
At least I hope cause my broke as a promise man
I'm thinking bout that sex, bout her thighs
Or maybe kissing on her neck, or maybe what next
a picture of her titties blowing up my texts
I looked at 'em and almost ran my front bumper Corvette
Enthused by the touch of a woman she's a
And I'm a professional star when off the Goose
I had a in the trunk like Curtis Jackson for ransom
I'm hoping to get her loose like an Uncle Luke
I'm two blocks away, two and fifty feet
And six steps from she stay, she waving me 'cross the street
I up a smile on my face, and then I see
Two niggas, two black hoodies, I froze as my phone