Luyện nghe bài hát Sudden Death (Interlude)

Virgin bitches, rockin' clitches, gettin' riches
Snitchin' and trippin' way into the here after
The devil carried the to Christ
On the back of a black angelic rat
On an low jack crack hat

I'm humble, but rumble
With any devil on any given level
But must I put effect
And black caught

No don't test me, checks the ass to the throne
Grown, I'ma do it my way, oh, by the way, I don't
So what you say about lost and found, in lust but bound
To get the stacks from the sex acts

Sack the Government tongue the devils daughter
And sent daughters to the slaughter
The last six chapters of an anti-nigga
Entitled, 'Life in the fast
Like death, in the lane

I live, the day I die
I live, the day I cry
I'm dead, the day I lie

I'm not takin' pay and lay off's
Knockin' G's off the tip off
Less academic
Hope to a high price salary

I got 40 acres to
I got a mule can't wait to [Incomprehensible]
On who gets paid and who gets
And who gets and who gets sprayed

By burnt pale faces, fiends in places
Faces and faces, chasin' traces and
And of case suits, gettin' loot
In a two piece national corporation noose
the neck of his pops
Got and dropped by a dirty cop, stop

Yeah, I got a attitude how do you
Am I supposed to be a
Am I to be a nigga?
Am I to be a nigga?
Am I to be a nigga?