Luyện nghe bài hát Stigmata

man
Walk me
the burden

Yo, yo, yo, no, no
Don't do you dare, one stone in air
I'm cracking with bear hands, you're a mere man
I know all my stoners here, all my
Shades in the night, that's a scary
I'm never in the dark though, my squad the circle
Watch with the internet I enlighten the whole globe
That's iTunes from a with astigmatism
I got it my moms, thank you Steve Jobs
You took my grandpa job and you me a job
Not just a physical but digital way of my rhymes
And making these people pay a fine
I've through a lot, I deserve a lot, this work's fine

I carry the cross, if Virgin had an abortion
I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding
I'm more than a man, been died and rose again
these holes in my hands, so you know who I am
Stigmata, stigmata,

Stigamata, stigmata,

From the fiery pits, on some Dead Poet's shit
Here to you a variety mix
Grab my dick, violently
Cause I don't give a fuck about the of shit
Batty boys are wrong, get your wet
And you shaking in your shoes
At the we valet twos, bad news
Half on ten goons, uh
On the four wheeler shredding up the dunes
There's something wrong and quite clear
I smell in the night's air
That is sweeter than a ripe pear
For your love, I cut my ear

I carry the cross, if Virgin had an abortion
I'd be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses
I'm more than a man, I've been and rose again
Left holes in my hands, so you know who I am
Stigmata, stigmata,

Stigamata, stigmata,

Oh no, no, no they
Cause these ain't bars, prisons
Walk me, every step I take in these Visvims
Real rare breed, cut from the cloth
A feather when I write, molotov, yikes!
You seen flowers bloom, know that they grew in despair
A blessing in disguise, nobody knew it was
My crown has been made, I had to put it on
Now I spread my wings and let the bird of dawning sing its
And my grandpa died I broke down and cried
But I am more than a man, I am a God
still is pain amongst all of the thriller things
I been through enough and so I need all of the things

One of these days some simple soul will pick up the of God
it, and will believe it
Then the of us will be embarrassed