Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Church

At this time I'd to welcome back my congregation
That's been patient for me to distribute this information
About this rap game and it's quality
And stop blaming Waka Flaka he ain't why shit ain't blazing
Maybe something about lack of originality
And your is a constant bragging right about your salary
you're mad at me when I burn a verse like a fat calorie
And I hurt you even worse, your woman is feeling me
Dramatically I push to the brink of this art form
Of course you charging me, you're a rhinoceros with no horn
I'm monsterous at home in a zone
My natural tone is then slash gashes through your blood and bone
So I the phone
"Hello. Can you me back?"
I'm blowed and scribe scrolls until bruises in my finger folds
I'm mad at Rubin, spit it enough to start a riot
My mind's fried like everything in and Latin people's diets
Psychotic, iconic, ironic,?
I'm provided a lot of excited exotic vagina
Behind the stained glass windows with pictures of
Where the holy water's been with Judas blood to pray to
Following the maze
More than Tiawan's whore houses on dollar days
Point of a pastor
Inside of this church I prove master
since the first day of my birth
They thirst for what my words are
Once they're heard they'll scorch the
tried to burn me in this church
It hurts this wicked church
I've been through a lot of that would've made you quit
"Too many puchlines. Chino too quick."
But if your garbage artist did it he's a genius
Monkey's dancing around, don't speak English
Wonder if they'd feel me if they can
I'll spit into your corny camp my lips cramp
I punish them
Make ASCAP stand for Always See Chino XL Accumulating
Displaying mannerisms
That'll shatter your
More written compositions than there's in the Vatican
Discouraging anyones adamant
Shooting, strangling, cherubims through Heaven on chariots
books try to rent me
I'm very literate, never like Farnsworth Bentley
I've had it up to and there's nothing to fear
And even fear Chino XL
since the first day of my birth
They thirst for my words are worth
Once they're heard scorch the Earth
They to burn me in this church
It hurts inside wicked church
it's sickness in my mental tissue
Psychiatrist couldn't
Even my issues got issues
Giving every dollar I to a major
I'd rather a blind bitch shave my balls with a razor
My hatred's creative, berated singers
enough acid, aiming to give euthenasia to every youth in Asia
Savor with most wicked behavior on the Earth's
tried to baptise me, the water just started to boil
They worship Steve Jobs for creating the Apple
Ignoring the God that created the actual apple for our
Rapping about you paid for your garments
Till your life is ripped apart by extreme violence
Shooting you through your
Right through the window of your Kindle
While you're reading shamefully false Ann info
Skitzo, morbid, ominmous poems
Call real estate agent I'm about to hit you close to home
You wearing them tight pants me
Why would a nigga wanna give his sperm an eulogy?
The Lyric spitting scriptures unmercifully
But born to parents would have lost custody to Charlie Sheen
industry is all wrong
Rap skills invisible like albino hitchhiking in a snow storm
The wicked church is hip hop will deteriorate
So I'm out like Michael J. Fox with a Shake Weight
since the first day of my birth
They thirst for what my are worth
Once they're heard scorch the Earth
tried to burn me in this church
It hurts this wicked church