Luyện nghe bài hát Broken Halo

The kid the broken halo
The devil seem to let me go
true the letters that they sent from school to my mother
Chino's too wild and does not play with others
Rappers and brainwash and need to be reminded
The Rican superhero no assembly required
and agnostic, I torture you targeting my shit
Bastard be careful, like a with glasses in a mosh pit
I flow free, spit with each breath
With more lines than there are in Lee's neck
I'm sick with a pencil, done
But fuck sticking a fork in him, stab him with every kitchen I can find
The brutalist, underpunched tutelage, proving it's in my like true relig
The odds are slim to none you can live
You don't want to be me is not
It'll be cool to be you, just to witness my beauty in three
Necessary, vengence, losing my
Only five that are worse for me to hear is
"Babe, I I'm pregnant."
It's really nothing to murder cowards a crowbar
And have them scared to leave the house for fear of like Solar
I take credit for a ton of police, it's Chino's
Then my name in your face and fill the wounds up with table salt
The mission, infiltrate the system with or without
And choke you till your have no air/heir like kings with no sons
The world told me, "Go to Hell", alright meet you there
don't cheat death, we defeat it fair and square
Tearing your ass in half and laugh and try to diss me
You ain't worth the urine particles existing in my piss
Since the cradle a word angel with a halo
The kid with the halo
The devil seem to let me go
They say fake's the new real
I'll chop them up in suitcases, let the familiy pick one it's Deal Or No Deal
They try to get at me, bitter the kid out spit they
I'll have the studio literally littered with rapper's
Bringer of death, barbarian impale
If God was a rapper than He'd be XL
up, snotty, known to body rappers biblically
Leave 'em like Sampson his eyes gouged out by the Phiilistines
Of my own style, I'm the father, Povich
Chino's so in the booth, I'm feeling clausterphobic
Free of the corporate theater, my heater is soon
If I you on stage you will not make it to your dressing room
They me brutal cause I don't think a cop should shoot you
Then get away with it, we have it, come on, be truthful
My tried to get a grant to go to school
All he was granted was Fox News views of Grant in his tomb
Guerilla monsoon with a blow
You can't a candle
Y'all ain't no wearing skinny jeans and Croc sandels
My art canvas will panics
Will heartlessly go to the Bronx Zoo bear handed to tear Pandas
I scalp these traitors and bring out my native thoughts
Cause revolution has never been a spectator
Chino, the muscle fill lay you down right in a tomb
There will be nowhere on your body that doesn't have a
I like someone's life inside of a cartoon
The fiendish, human Venus Flytrap of is in full bloom
Heaven's on the payroll even my broken halo
The kid with the broken
The won't seem to let me go