Luyện nghe bài hát The Wicked Shit Will Never Die - 1994

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Here comes the voodoo what'cha do when my crew
Back from the once more again
up the flow again, fuck it here we go again
Oh, not me again, last time I wrecked
Burned down the church through like the exorcist
to this, you get put on my shit list
Throw lifers get dissed you can't fuck with
Wicked wild, wicked style, I don't a fuck I'll get buck wild
I'm just like Michael
And I might go a little like this, suicidalist
Dangerous bust when I bust
Digging up now I must, in God you trust
If I add just then I add this
No justice, no peace, bloody police
Belly of da pig got me for a cracker
Jack be nimble make your tremble
arrest for the one in the chest
Then I L T-H-E-F-E-T-U-S
Yes, I'm down with N-A-T-A-S, I
You try but don't cry, 'cause the wicked never die

Once again I ressurected unexpected
A closed casket when I leaped out and a basket
Case brother of insanity I'm not
Havin' fatal thoughts of puttin' a chrome to my
Now what kinda wicked shit? This some ol' wicked
Not so many all over devil diggin' shit
Stay up off my dick, my sick, but I'm so sick of this
Helter bite my shit, it's so ridiculous
I know my shit's phatter Luther Vandross
Psychic wanna hit me with the holy ghost
Overdose, diagnose, niggaz in a
I buck, buck ya, nigga motherfuck ya
Voodoo wicked child a bastard
of bloody bodies bein' blasted
Thinkin' of excuses, voices in my head abuses
Loses my mind, thought the refuses
To answer, you can fess as you question
Me and myself Smith and Wesson
I'm that with the wicked ass flow
Bitch you act like you know
'Cause the wicked shit will die

The wicked will never 187
Never go to heaven and that reverend
All day and
Feel like up, mind starts blowin' up
Some old shit, once again I'm throwin' up
A fit, I'm never gonna get heaven
why I bought me a three 57
Fuck a reverend, and God I trust is true
So when I go to hell, me and not you
I'ma walk the bloody and you can follow if you want
If you truly understand but my man I think you
I'm a suicidal revital, my title's
So many niggaz will die when I my recital
They don't understand I gotta plan for the klan
The area nation, white
I'm of all the bullshit I'd rather be dead
But first I better put a bullet in your head
They said that everything I was a lie
But if you go and kill the you cry
But the shit will never die