Luyện nghe bài hát Hell's Pit- C.p.k's

I walked into the church dressed up as an altar boy i seen a preacher, he said little boy
Teacher, put his hand on my shoulder felt the claw of the beast, i never it'd be so
Fuckin easy a priest, we went into the confession booth, he took off his clothes& cut
Some yay right on his bible top & his nose, i jammed a butcher knife 12 inches into his
Gut, he looked me right in the eyes i was yankin it up, preacha killas!

Crooked killas (stop it!)
Crooked preacha killas (i gotta em up!)
Crooked preacha (stop it!)
preacha killas!

I walked into the sermon, strapped with a iron crowbar, i beat a nun a bloody stew in the
Trunk of my car, how the fuck she got titties & a pussy ring? bullshit! she sucked the
Preachers dick in the pulpit, i know the goings-on, ive witnessed it pushing my mop & blood
Gushing when my hatchet go chop, i aint a fuckin holy rolla, im controlla, face painted,
Fuckin preacha killas off that yola...cola

Crooked killas (stop it!)
Crooked preacha killas (i bloody em up!)
Crooked preacha (stop it!)
Crooked killas!

We shootin for the preacha, fuck, i missed & hit the reverend, but it doesnt matter though,
Say hes goin to heaven, & then i shot for the preacher, i his ear off, we in the balcony
Bustin, gone of pcp & smirnoff, i shot again, & hit somebody in the choir, they fell back
Into the candle rack & caught the place on fire, i shot again, i caught the preacherin
His dome, then we put our to each others heads & took it home

Crooked preacha (stop it!)
preacha killas (i gotta bloody em up!)
Crooked killas (stop it!)
Crooked killas (leave the fuckin kids alone!)
Crooked killas (faggots!)
preacha killas (i gotta bloody em up!)
Crooked preacha (stop it!)
Crooked preacha killas (i bloody em up!)