Luyện nghe bài hát Sin

*sounds of a baby

monch whining*

God why is it so to get it through these niggas heads
They can't fuck with me, I try to explain to the won't misses
Please lord, help me make see
I data that I catapult to metaphor
The epiticle epilogue
Hey, hey, hey
back, whoooo is that, getting up in your aaaaaass crack
Ooohhhhh
Say now, who you to
Park your ass like municipal, lyrics
Not to understand man
Spiritual, hit you go, back-a-van
Lyricals impossible
All opticals are not inside the
Let me see hand
And if it does not triple six's in the palm
Do not be alarmed, I am the
My oracle expand from the wasteland
wordplay*

You can not me
God has choose me to battle against and win
You can not me
God has choose me to do against all who sin
And even I'm gone
My energy returns to it's form
Thus warn

(all humans who do not the required specifications
For salvation perish)

I piss the face of the crowd
Lyrically I squash
Toss mic and fans
leaping into the mosh pit
Harshness it? ha, ha, ha, ha
Exquisite with the that I be using
Choose to compete, you will
Poetical implants placed in my
Make me a catastrophe to the
Kick, drum, I'm the of
Snail creek (? )
sleep, be aware
Who will escape
a bombardment of scattered fragments
Released from compartments
My
Is to trig-ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-nometry
I no optical footprint
Within sight of the stands of
So it's impossible to me
You swallow and digest
No value
Never learn how to bow to the
Who you to wallow in the mist
Peacefully
the men of medicine,
The antagonistic

You can not me
God has choose me to battle against and win
You can not me
God has choose me to do against all who sin
And when I'm gone
My energy returns to original form
Thus must

(all who do not meet the required specifications
For will perish)