Luyện nghe bài hát Phoenix

Bloody ink on my pad spelled
Michael Jackson even passed cause you
Fuck lies, say I'm lucified
in the gutter, motherfucker you decide
Cause the ride come with doors be suicide?
Or the thighs on my whores, be super-sized?
Good and bad happen, wars, nigga chose a
Now all hail to the like you do to God
Who am I? Flacko
Painting vivid pictures, me Basquiat Picasso
Capo Head Hancho, now my colossal
Ain't no boxer, Pacquiao, but got the chopper en todo
It's like you heard, God
I've the ghetto gospel
The choir like my reefer and the got my eyes low
Shits to Mary Jane to make me see from singing notes
The bible or the rifle...goodnight

ink on my pen spelled suicide
Kurt Cobain even died cause you
a fine line between truth and lies
Jesus Christ lied, still was crucified
why I never judge another nigga
Life's a bitch, but bitch in love with other niggas
3 to a bed, sheets, no nigga
Dirty kitchen, no supper in the nigga
Sucker niggas, my niggas
So my new attitude is "Fuck the niggas!"
I grew up with niggas but fuck with niggas
I don't trust them niggas, ain't got no love for

Had the gold shining like them southern niggas
Kept it trilla, now the whole fuckin' with us
Meanwhile you all of us like other niggas
Now your world is in my palm, cover niggas

I shall ever pour, Lord me up
Ever since a baby, two in sippy cups
Ever them diapers and my zip-me-ups
Now I'm walking on my own, y'all, wish me

do we lie?
Tell me where do we
do we go?
It's all of the plan

Where do we
Tell me do we stand?
do we go?
It's all part of the