Luyện nghe bài hát Best Friend

Ain't never much of the church type
But I believe in the last
I walk Hell almost every night
But I believe a pathway
Say boy, what you doin' your life
With those tattoos on your
Say boy, you know that you'll pay the
Well, I guess I'll see I head that way

To the Father, Son and Spirit
I You nearest
My best friend, best
Let the trumpets blow with Your
I can hear it
My best friend, best
When you wish me Hell upon my soul and
Behold lyrics
I got a best friend, best
Yeah, I got a friend, best friend, yeah

I don't much about Holy Bibles
But I grew up in the Bible
I put my love for a on idle
Because I got beat with my belt
But I learned my mistakes
Try hard to respect people for they believing in
But if you on my fucking grave
And wish me Hell then I wish you
I'mma send you up to my best friend

To the Father, Son and Spirit
I You nearest
My friend, best friend
Let the trumpets blow with appearance
I can hear it
My best friend, best
When you wish me upon my soul and spirit
Behold lyrics
I got a best friend, friend
Yeah, I got a friend, best friend, yeah

God, please could you arm me with the
To calm me there's drama like Gandhi?
have gone the other way many times
Could turned Dalai with the lama
But I squashed my beefs and things seem to be decent
Recently, but don't jinx it, it's like Eastwood
Looking for peace though, maybe not enter
The priesthood, but at should
Make an attempt to show some
And to be sort of a repenter
For the people I've been a to
Not a preacher, but a shit and finisher
Into the mind of a thick skin, but a short
patience of mine is thinner
Than twine is I
Get attacked so I might say something back might offend you
So if you don't when I rap or
What I to say on the mic then you
Might wanna act like quarterbacks
And take a fuckin' hike when I 'cause I'm a sinner
(I got a friend, best friend)
Plus balls and
And they been yes men
gon' tell me when I'm fuckin' up
The minute I'm giving it less than
I'm about to vomit and I can it coming
Cause failure's I can barely stomach
And I listen to my gut
So you're my fuckin' belly button
Don't tell me
You my (best friend, best friend)
Who you think I'm 'bout?
Lifts me up I'm down and out
Still look to him without a
Still got a (best friend, best friend) it out
Like there's never a louder mouth
Should never been allowed a mouth
Now that I got a higher power now when I blackout, power
They powerless, but they around
They tend to flock like shepherds, the black
But I be the worst thing that these motherfuckers ever
When I'm out
You be D-O-A, announce
But pronounce you dead when sound it out
So prepare for a
Your arch enemy surrounds you now all around you
Not even the at the hospital
Are shiggy-shock you back to life
It's in-piggy-possible to you
That's to the diggy doc
Stiggy-stopping is not an
Something I'm not do
I'm the Iggy Pop of when I walk in the booth
Dawg, I'm the truth like Biggie rockin' with 2Pac in the
Talking to Proof a deuce
Fill up a syllable clip like a refillable
and I shoot
Who you think's my glock I use?
That I pull from to get my strength up against haters
And he'll be waiting at the gate you get sprayed up
Sending you straight up to deal with my (best friend)

To the Father, Son and Holy
I hold You
My best friend, best
Let the trumpets blow with appearance
I can hear it
My best friend, friend
When you wish me upon my soul and spirit
Behold lyrics
I got a best friend, friend
Yeah, I got a friend, best friend, yeah