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

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

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

The summer had and now I'm liking her
Conversation we having probably her
Who could imagine, maybe my would end up wifing her
Love or lust, 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 much louder I'm from
We a lot 'bout each other, her mother was a crack addict
She with her granny and her younger two brothers
Her cousin Demetrius' reputable
history of gang banging did make me skeptical
But not enough to stop me from a nut
I wanna over, what's up?
That's what I told her as this episode
Of go off
I'm to get off
I was in heat like a cactus, my tactics of being
Probably hurt me, but fuck it I got some heart
Grab my momma's keys, hopped in the car, oh boy

So now I'm down in a Caravan
Passing Alameda, my gas in need of a pump
I got enough to get me the traffic jam
At least I hope my pockets broke as a promise man
I'm thinking that sex, thinking bout her thighs
Or maybe kissing on her neck, or maybe positions next
Sent a of her titties blowing up my texts
I at 'em and almost ran my front bumper into Corvette
Enthused by the of a woman she's a masseuse
And I'm a professional porn when off the Goose
I had a in the trunk like Curtis Jackson for ransom
I'm hoping to get her loose like an Luke Anthem
I'm two blocks away, two hundred and feet
And six steps where she stay, she waving me 'cross the street
I pulled up a on my face, and then I see
Two niggas, two black hoodies, I froze as my phone