Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Church

At this I'd like to welcome back my congregation
That's been waiting for me to distribute this information
this rap game and it's quality disintregration
And stop blaming Waka Flaka he ain't why your ain't blazing
something about your lack of originality
And content is a constant bragging right about your salary
Then you're mad at me when I burn a like a fat calorie
And I you even worse, your woman is feeling me fanatically
I push myself to the brink of this art form
Of course you ain't charging me, you're a rhinoceros with no
I'm monsterous at home in a zone
My natural tone is hazardous then slash gashes through your blood and
So I answer the
"Hello. Can you me back?"
I'm blowed and scrolls until there's bruises in my finger folds
I'm mad at Rubin, spit it crude to start a riot
My mind's fried like everything in and Latin people's diets
Psychotic, iconic, ironic,?
I'm provided with a lot of exotic vagina
Behind the glass windows with pictures of angels
the holy water's been replaced with Judas blood to pray to
Following the maze
crowded than Tiawan's whore houses on dollar days
Point of a pastor
of this wicked church I prove master
Curses since the day of my birth
They thirst for what my words are
Once they're they'll scorch the Earth
They to burn me in this church
It hurts inside this wicked
I've been through a lot of things that would've you quit
"Too puchlines. Chino rhymes too quick."
But if your garbage artist did it he's a genius
Monkey's dancing around, don't even English
Wonder if they'd feel me if they can
I'll spit into your corny until my lips cramp
Fiscally I them
Make ASCAP stand for See Chino XL Accumulating Publishing
Displaying mannerisms
That'll your catechism
More written than there's crucifies in the Vatican
Discouraging anyones adamant
Shooting, strangling, cherubims through Heaven on chariots
Library books try to me
I'm very literate, never like Farnsworth Bentley
I've had it up to here and there's to fear
And fear fears Chino XL
since the first day of my birth
They thirst for what my words are
Once they're heard scorch the Earth
They to burn me in this church
It hurts this wicked church
Medically sickness in my mental tissue
Psychiatrist rescue
Even my issues got issues
Giving every dollar I to a major
I'd rather have a blind bitch my balls with a razor
My hatred's creative, gospel singers
Spit enough acid, aiming to give to every youth in Asia
Savor with most behavior on the Earth's soil
Minister to baptise me, the water just started to boil
They worship Steve Jobs for creating the Apple
the God that created the actual apple for our nutrition
Rapping about what you paid for your
Till your fragile life is apart by extreme violence
Shooting you through temple
through the window of your E-book Kindle
While you're reading shamefully false Ann info
Skitzo, morbid, poison poems
Call your real estate agent I'm about to hit you to home
You wearing them tight confuses me
Why would a wanna give his sperm count an eulogy?
The Jesus spitting scriptures unmercifully
But born to parents that would have custody to Charlie Sheen
This is all wrong
Rap skills invisible like albino hitchhiking in a snow storm
The wicked is hoping hip hop will deteriorate
So I'm spazzing out like Michael J. Fox with a Weight
since the first day of my birth
They thirst for what my words are
Once heard they'll scorch the Earth
They to burn me in this church
It hurts inside this church