Luyện nghe bài hát Blow

Malice found religion, Tony found
Im tryna find my way out this fucking kitchen
A birds eye got me channelling my vision
Turn one to two now my got a sibling
Father knows best, wash my hands forgiven
We kicking up dust like the floors
Walls full of safes like they mausoleum
Pussy getting wet she walking through my morgue
Grants, Jacksons, no room for
Yeh, the of Gods in you muthafuckas
This art my life
Your World Hip Hop fame based off imitation white
Eliminate the gold and imitation ice
My music for your soul, inspiration for life
Every dime I made in this life disastrous
Help my young bitch see my way the Bachelors
my old bitch right back to get her Masters
Same graduation I was in the rafters
The truth hurts everytime its
What goes around comes around, this is life's ferris
Grab hold and the steering wheel
As I parrallel park, Kentucky Derby on the
The fact Im free lets me know God is great
Ten year marathon of me selling
These rappers talk crowns but Id talk fear
Villain Candyman, say my name and Ill appear
No weapon against me shall prosper
Hakuna matata, feet up sipping
Strolling up the totem poll, whats my problem?
Scrolling my Rolodex, who shall bear my toddler
So many hands as the band plays
Im here now, watch how many nigga's plans
First class flights, Ciroc soaked
Waking up to models, what a life