Luyện nghe bài hát Lucifer

("Lucifer, don of de morning! I'm gonna, you out of earth")
("Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning")
I'm from the murder capital, where we for capital
("Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning! I'm gonna, you out of, earth")
Kanyeeze you did it again, you a nigga!
("Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning)
So you to change your attitude
Before asking what happened to you (Lucifer Lucifer

Lord him, he got them dark forces in him
But he also got a righteous cause for
Them-a-murder me, so I murder, them
First emergency, doctors procedures
Jesus, I trying to be facetious, but
"Vengeance is mine" said the
You said it better all
Leave on death's door, breathing on
Respirators for killing my best, poor
On permanent, hiatus as I
In the Benz, flier than Sanaa Lathan
Pumping "Brown Sugar" by
In Los Angele's, like an
I can introduce you to your
Bring you to nature
Ashes they cremate you bastards
Hope you been your Psalms and chapters
Paying your tithe, being good Catholics, I'm

("Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning! I'm gonna, you out of, earth")
("Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning")
I'm from the murder capital, we murder for capital
("Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning! I'm gonna, you out of , earth")
("Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning")
So you niggas your attitude
Before they asking happened to you (Lucifer, Lucifer)

Yes, this is war
I wet all with the holy water
Spray Heckler-Koch order
Matic auto-static, cease to exist
Like a sabbatical, I throw at you, take six!
love, to all of my dead thugs
I pour out a little Louis, to a above
Yes sir, and when I perish, the meek shall inherit the
Till that time, it's on and popping,
Like Don Bishop, the fifth or cock either
Lift up your soul or you the holy ghost
I leave you in somebody's cathedral
For stunting like Evel
I let you see where that bright light you
The more you talk, the more you us
The more you need memorial services
"The Black Album" second verse, is
Devil's pie, save dessert for us

Man, I get my soul right,
I gotta get devils out my life,
These cowards gonna make a right,
They won't be 'til somebody die,
Oh man, I gotta get my right,
'Fore I'm locked up for my life,
Every time it seems alright
want they soul to rise
I chase you off of earth

I got dreams, of a nine milla, to Bob's killer
Askin him why as my eyes up
These days I wake up with a dry pillow
Gone but not forgotten, homes I feel you
So, curse the day birthed the bastard
Who caused your church mass, reverts to
The first to then reverse the curse
The first to date and there you are,
Lord forgive him, we all have
But Bob's a good dude, let him in
And if you feel in my heart that I long for
Please blame it on the son of the mornin', thanks