Luyện nghe bài hát Blow

Malice found religion, found prison
Im just tryna find my way out fucking kitchen
A birds eye got me channelling my vision
Turn one to two now my got a sibling
Father best, wash my hands all's forgiven
We kicking up dust like the floors
Walls of safes like they mausoleum doors
Pussy getting wet she walking through my morgue
Grants, Jacksons, no for George
Yeh, the fear of Gods in you
art imitate my life
Your World Star Hip Hop fame off imitation white
Eliminate the fool's gold and ice
My for your soul, inspiration for your life
Every dime I made in this life disastrous
Help my young bitch see my way the Bachelors
Sent my old right back to get her Masters
Same I was clapping in the rafters
The truth hurts its revealed
What around comes around, this is life's ferris wheel
Grab hold and the steering wheel
As I parrallel park, Derby on the grill
The fact that Im lets me know God is great
Ten year marathon of me selling
These rappers talk crowns but Id rather talk
like Candyman, say my name and Ill appear
No weapon formed me shall prosper
Hakuna matata, feet up sipping
Strolling up the totem poll, my only problem?
Scrolling through my Rolodex, who shall my toddler
So many raised as the band plays
Im here now, watch how many nigga's change
First class flights, Ciroc nights
Waking up to models, what a life