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

I met her at this party on El Segundo and Central
She had the credentials of in Atlanta
Ass came with a hump the jump she was a camel
I want to ride Arabians
Push an '04
"Hello my is Kendrick"
She "No, you're handsome"
Whispered in my ear, then found her dancing
had played in the background
The parade music we made had us all wearing now (cool)
"Where you stay?"
She said "Down the from Dominguez High"
Okay, I know that's borderline or Paramount
"Well is it Compton?"
"No," she replied and quickly start her eyes and
I strictly had wanted her around me
Seventeen, with but pussy stuck on my mental
My motive was 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 and now I'm liking her
Conversation we probably enticing her
Who imagine, maybe my actions would end up wifing her
Love or lust, regardless fuck cause the trife in us
It's deep rooted, the music of young and dumb
Its never muted, in fact it's louder where I'm from
We know a lot 'bout each other, her mother was a crack
She live with her granny and her two brothers
Her favorite cousin Demetrius'
Family history of banging did make me skeptical
But not enough to me from getting a nut
I wanna come over, up?
That's 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 being
Probably could hurt me, but fuck it I got some
Grab my keys, hopped in the car, then oh boy

So now I'm down in a Caravan
Passing Alameda, my gas meter in of a pump
I got enough to get me the traffic jam
At least I cause my pockets broke as a promise man
I'm thinking bout that sex, bout her thighs
Or maybe on her neck, or maybe what positions next
Sent a picture of her blowing up my texts
I looked at 'em and almost ran my front bumper into
Enthused by the touch of a she's a masseuse
And I'm a professional porn star when off the
I had a fifth in the trunk like Jackson for ransom
I'm hoping to get her loose like an Luke Anthem
I'm two away, two hundred and fifty feet
And six steps from where she stay, she 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