Luyện nghe bài hát Best Friend

Ain't never been much of the church
But I believe in the days
I walk through Hell every night
But I it's a pathway
Say boy, you doin' with your life
With those tattoos on your
Say boy, you know that pay the price
Well, I guess I'll see when I head way

To the Father, Son and Spirit
I hold You
My best friend, best
Let the trumpets blow Your appearance
I can almost it
My friend, best friend
you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit
Behold lyrics
I got a friend, best friend
Yeah, I got a best friend, friend, yeah

I don't know much Holy Bibles
But I grew up in the Bible
I put my love for a woman on
Because I got beat with my mama's
But I from my mistakes
Try hard to respect people for they believing in
But if you spit on my fucking
And wish me then I wish you well
I'mma send you straight up to my best

To the Father, Son and Holy
I You nearest
My best friend, friend
Let the trumpets blow with Your
I can hear it
My best friend, best
When you wish me Hell upon my and spirit
these 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?
Could gone the other way many times
Could have turned with the lama
But I my beefs and things seem to be looking decent
Recently, but jinx it, it's like Clint Eastwood
Looking for though, maybe not finna enter
The priesthood, but at least
Make an to show some remorse
And to be some sort of a
For the people I've a menace to
Not a preacher, but a shit starter and
Into the of a thick skin, but a short temper
This patience of mine is
Than twine is I
Get attacked so I might say something back that might you
So if you like when I rap or
I have to say on the mic then you
Might act just like quarterbacks
And take a fuckin' hike when I snap 'cause I'm a
(I got a friend, best friend)
balls and intestines
And they never yes men
They tell me when I'm fuckin' up
The minute I'm giving it less than
I'm about to vomit and I can feel it
Cause failure's I can barely stomach
And I listen to my gut
So unless you're my fuckin' belly
Don't tell me
You ain't my (best friend, friend)
Who you think I'm 'bout?
Lifts me up I'm down and out
Still look to him a doubt
Still got a (best friend, friend) Shout it out
Like there's been a louder mouth
Should have been allowed a mouth
Now that I got a higher power now when I blackout, power
They powerless, but crowd around
They tend to flock shepherds, the black sheep
But I be the worst that these motherfuckers ever heard
When I'm out
You be D-O-A, announce
But pronounce you dead when sound it out
So for a rival
Your enemy surrounds you now he's all around you
Not even the doctors at the
Are gonna shiggy-shock you back to
in-piggy-possible to revive you
That's to the diggy doc
is not an option
Something I'm not do
I'm the Iggy Pop of hip-hop when I in the booth
Dawg, I'm the truth like Biggie rockin' with in the suit
Talking to dropping a deuce
Fill up a syllable like a refillable script
Cock and I
Who you think's my that I use?
That I pull from to get my up against these haters
And he'll be waiting at the gate when you get up
Sending you hoes straight up to deal my (best friend)

To the Father, Son and Holy
I You nearest
My best friend, best
Let the blow with Your appearance
I can almost it
My best friend, best
When you me Hell upon my soul and spirit
Behold these
I got a friend, best friend
Yeah, I got a friend, best friend, yeah