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

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

Crooked killas (stop it!)
Crooked preacha killas (i bloody em up!)
preacha killas (stop it!)
Crooked 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
dick in the pulpit, i know the goings-on, ive witnessed it while pushing my mop & blood
Gushing when my go chop, i aint a fuckin holy rolla, im outta controlla, face painted,
Fuckin preacha gone off that yola...cola

Crooked preacha (stop it!)
Crooked killas (i gotta bloody em up!)
Crooked killas (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 for the preacher, i blew his ear off, we in the balcony
Bustin, gone of pcp & smirnoff, i shot again, missed & hit somebody in the choir, they fell
Into the candle rack & caught the on fire, i shot again, i finally caught the preacherin
His dome, then we put our barrels to each others heads & took it

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