Luyện nghe bài hát Sudden Death (Interlude)

Virgin bitches, with rockin' clitches, riches
Snitchin' and trippin' your way into the after
The devil carried the cross to
On the back of a black hood rat
On an low jack crack hat

I'm humble, but rumble
With any devil on any given level
But must I put into
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 play
So what you say about this lost and found, in but bound
To get the from the last sex acts

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

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

I'm not pay off's and lay off's
Knockin' G's off the tip off
academic calories
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 layed
And who gets saved and who sprayed

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

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