Luyện nghe bài hát Young Jesus

Okay, now take a trip inside my mind you was off to Venice
It's me and L-N-B-O cooking like chemists
Take them back to way back like Dennis, The Menace
Causing mayhem on the come up like a young
Smoking weed and getting higher then a flight
descendant, gold Jesus on my pendant
Got to pull it out for everyone that's in
Okay, back in the day as a college tenant
Still can't believe I didn't get a shorty
Man, the definition of a life sentence
A whole lot of beef, no bread, no
'Cause I couldn't it in my briefs, man that's pathetic
all that back and forth, this ain't a game of tennis
I'll be in my mothafuckin' chamber the senate
Scared to go outside but I I can't prevent it
I'm, forever in my mind
See I'm a self diagnosed
Either at the crib, or on the tour bus is you'll find me at
Yeah, I know that I'm livin' I got it okay, yeah
But I swear I'm not that neurotic over here, yeah

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Ayo, fuck all that, the fat young Jesus
Flow
money and playing the field man like Regis
Better us or leave us
Grabbin' your bitches' like, oo-ah
I went from to Super Saiyan slayin' the man
Bitches want an autograph, I sign them titties in
goddamn
It's me and B-I-G-L-N-B-O like chemists
It's me and
in the club in baggy jeans and a beanie
Sippin' on a martini, takin' my at bitches like eenie meenie
I'm unscannable, cannibal
Eat wack MCs Hannibal
'Cause Joe my spirit animal

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Okay the flow delicious, huntin' like Sid Vicious
The young Spiegle, with my retrieval
Furthest from evil, I throw shit back like medieval
I spit at it like a Baretta, you know I get by givin' the people
Not a fuck given, check the method, how we livin'
Always been driven, out of sight and yet never
The of the Jedi, bitch I bet I do the show and catch a red eye
Ho I said I 'em dead, I know I do
This is,

Overdue, pass me the and I'm comin' through
The on the way to Rio
Aye dios mio, for a Latin Leo
To hold a brother down the white man
Fuck that,

Ayo enough's enough, man of my word, I bluff
Even in a pair of cuffs know we always keep it
goddamn, don't even step like I ain't the man
I'm just 301 reppin', I step in Maryland
I conceal it like a murder weapon
I in the glove, Ratt Pack you know it's all love
We the so fuck you if you ain't feel this
Throw a Molotov in your crib and tell them bitches to us
We the
Finger fuck a critic, shit is darker The Chronicles of Riddick
Yes I did it, they bit it, you know we got it
Smack you the palm, save the back for your mom
the alarm, you know we got it goin' on