Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Church

At this time I'd to welcome back my congregation
That's been waiting patient for me to distribute information
About this rap game and it's disintregration
And stop blaming Waka Flaka he ain't why your shit ain't
Maybe something about your lack of
And your content is a bragging right about your salary
Then you're mad at me when I burn a verse a fat calorie
And I you even worse, your woman is feeling me fanatically
Dramatically I push to the brink of this art form
Of course you ain't charging me, a rhinoceros with no horn
I'm at home in a conflict zone
My natural tone is hazardous then slash gashes through blood and bone
So I answer the
"Hello. Can you me back?"
I'm blowed and scribe scrolls until bruises in my finger folds
I'm mad at Rubin, spit it crude to start a riot
My mind's fried like everything in black and Latin diets
Psychotic, iconic, ironic,?
I'm provided with a lot of excited exotic
Behind the stained windows with pictures of angels
Where the holy water's been replaced with Judas blood to to
Following the father's
More crowded than Tiawan's houses on dollar days
Point of being a
Inside of this wicked I prove master
Curses since the day of my birth
They for what my words are worth
Once they're heard scorch the Earth
They tried to burn me in this
It hurts this wicked church
I've through a lot of things that would've made you quit
"Too many puchlines. Chino too quick."
But if your favorite garbage did it he's a genius
Monkey's dancing around, don't even speak
Wonder if they'd me even if they can
I'll spit into your camp until my lips cramp
Fiscally I them
Make ASCAP stand for Always See Chino XL Publishing
Displaying mannerisms
shatter your catechism
More written than there's crucifies in the Vatican
Discouraging adamant arrogance
Shooting, strangling, cherubims riding through Heaven on
Library 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
Curses since the first day of my
They thirst for my words are worth
Once they're heard they'll the Earth
They tried to me in this church
It hurts inside this church
Medically it's sickness in my tissue
Psychiatrist rescue
Even my have got issues
Giving every dollar I to a major
I'd rather have a bitch shave my balls with a razor
My hatred's creative, berated gospel
Spit enough acid, to give euthenasia to every youth in Asia
with most wicked behavior on the Earth's soil
Minister tried to baptise me, the water started to boil
They Steve Jobs for creating the Apple invention
the God that created the actual apple for our nutrition
Rapping about what you paid for garments
Till your fragile life is ripped apart by violence
Shooting you your temple
Right through the window of E-book Kindle
While you're reading shamefully Ann Coulter info
Skitzo, morbid, ominmous poison
Call your real estate agent I'm about to hit you to home
You wearing them tight confuses me
Why would a nigga wanna his sperm count an eulogy?
The Lyric Jesus spitting scriptures
But to parents that would have lost custody to Charlie Sheen
This is all wrong
Rap skills invisible like albino niggas in a snow storm
The wicked church is hip hop will deteriorate
So I'm spazzing out Michael J. Fox with a Shake Weight
Curses the first day of my birth
They thirst for what my are worth
Once they're heard they'll scorch the
They tried to burn me in this
It hurts inside wicked church