Luyện nghe bài hát Young Jesus

Okay, now take a inside my mind like you was off to Venice
It's me and L-N-B-O cooking like chemists
them back to way back when like Dennis, The Menace
Causing mayhem on the come up like a apprentice
Smoking weed and getting higher then a attendant
descendant, gold Jesus on my pendant
Got to pull it out for everyone in attendance
Okay, in the day as a college park tenant
can't believe I didn't get a shorty pregnant
Man, that's the definition of a life
A lot of beef, no bread, no lettuce
'Cause I couldn't keep it in my briefs, man that's
Fuck all that and forth, this ain't a game of tennis
I'll be in my mothafuckin' chamber the senate
Scared to go outside but I know I can't it
I'm, forever in my mind
See I'm a self diagnosed
Either at the crib, or on the bus is where you'll find me at
Yeah, I know I'm livin' like I got it okay, yeah
But I swear that I'm not that over here, yeah

here, over here
Over here, here
Over here, here
here, over here

Ayo, fuck all that, it's the fat Jesus
Flow
Stackin' money and the field man like Regis
Better us or leave us
your bitches' cleavage like, oo-ah
I from surveying to Super Saiyan slayin' the man
Bitches an autograph, I sign them titties in crayon
goddamn
It's me and B-I-G-L-N-B-O like chemists
me and B-I-G-L-N-B-O
Posted in the club in baggy jeans and a
Sippin' on a martini, takin' my pick at bitches like meenie
I'm unscannable, cannibal
Eat wack MCs Hannibal
Joe Pesci's my spirit animal

Over here, here
here, over here
Over here, here
Over here, here

Okay the flow delicious, bounty like Sid Vicious
The Spiegle, interstellar with my retrieval
from evil, I throw this shit back like medieval
I spit at it like a Baretta, you know I get better by the people
Not a fuck given, the method, that's how we livin'
been driven, out of sight and yet never hidden
The Return of the Jedi, bitch I bet I do the and catch a red eye
Ho I I leave 'em dead, I know I do
shit is,

Overdue, pass me the fifth and I'm comin'
The on the way to Rio
Aye mio, lookin' for a Latin Leo
To hold a brother like the white man
that, nigga

Ayo enough's enough, man of my word, I bluff
Even in a pair of cuffs know we always keep it
Like goddamn, don't even step like I the man
I'm just 301 reppin', I step in Maryland
I conceal it like a murder weapon
I kept in the glove, Ratt you know it's all love
We the realest so fuck you if you ain't this
Throw a Molotov in crib and tell them bitches to bill us
We the
Finger a critic, shit is darker than The Chronicles of Riddick
Yes I did it, while they bit it, you we got it
Smack you with the palm, the back for your mom
Sound the alarm, you know we got it on