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 stone bear hands, you're a mere man
I all my stoners here, all my visionaries
Shades in the night, a scary sight
I'm never in the dark though, my squad the circle
Watch with the internet alone I enlighten the whole
That's iTunes from a with astigmatism
I got it from my moms, thank you Steve
You took my grandpa job and you me a job
Not just a physical but digital way of my rhymes
And making these kind people pay a
I've been 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, I've died and rose again
Left 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 bring you a mix
Grab my dick, violently
Cause I don't a fuck about the type of shit
boys are wrong, get your vaginas wet
And you in your ballet shoes
At the we valet twos, bad news
moons on ten goons, uh
On the wheeler shredding up the sand dunes
something wrong and that's quite clear
I smell in the night's air
That shit is than a ripe pear
For love, I cut my right ear

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

Stigamata, stigmata,

Oh no, no, no didn't
these ain't bars, these prisons
Walk with me, every step I take in these
Real rare breed, cut from the cloth
A phoenix feather I write, molotov, yikes!
You seen them flowers bloom, know that grew in despair
A blessing in disguise, knew it was there
My crown has made, I just had to put it on
Now I spread my wings and let the bird of sing its song
And when my grandpa died I down and cried
But I am more than a man, I am a God
Sweetest still is amongst all of the thriller things
I through enough and so I need all of the iller things

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