Luyện nghe bài hát Devil Music

The way that raised us was pure faith
So diablo wouldn't us or daze us
Or lay us down to
Know the from the sheep
Or the sheep who cried
And threw the deadly
While the was asleep
I keep my a ghost
my heart the most
Don't play too close
Sleep with my at post
So won't be hostin the game of life
The knife sits by throats of the
and death straight through the lungs
as the mind gets washed by visions of plums
But we shall cause we ain't dumb
but we ain't smart, got the girls by the hearts
And the niggaz by the
Ear, tongue and
Yeah, they're to fuck us up
but, shit, you know up
We gotta get the movement
and men soon
consume every womb who bares
beneath the of their doom
Best believe they're gonna shove em in a
repeat 4X
Cause Everytime I to the microphone
I put my soul on 2"
That I don't own
(Bootie Brown)
Saturday mornin I was cartoon gazin
slowly broke into the
to fill a bowl some Raisin Bran
as I ran up and the TV stations
I Indian Joe
tricked out of this nation
by a silly
who laughed as the happened
the same
the game into rappin
Deception is at an all-time
You give a of your soul
to receive some crumbs the pie
But you I keep on rappin til the break of dawn
even though it is my that I do not even own
Chorus: 4X
(FatLip)
I was po', and broke
beyond a shadow of a
Ass-out, wide open waitin for my to come on out
about the time before I got signed
I was coolin Coolio in the County Line
My big brother used to say I was an
didn't graduate, couldn't handle the
of school, why fool
foolish rules and guidelines
fuck the cap and
forget the trade and tried rhymes
Hooked up J-Swift, got with 2-4-2
me and my nigga L.A. Jay at S.C.U.
I the MIC one-time
it, 1-2, we in
freakin' major flavors with my fellow
Takin shit to the next
Too bad I sold my soul to the fuckin