Luyện nghe bài hát Amen

[Verse 1:
in fallopians of Ethiopian women
The are spinning, moon is glistening
Few exquisite, Now if you witnessed
The youth is twisted, off liquid made to cure the sickness
Feel like my vision a big shift
that Samson got me lifted
I'm the one who gave your cousin them drugs
Your little plug, Spit instead your mother's mug
Take a bottle, pour the liquor out for em'
Once above, the shot is for the homie's lock
Liqour crop, hit the lot, spinning till the Guinness drop
off in fourth gear, put it in park
The whores, they see me, say the law's
My voice is hordes for [?]
Like over here, we support fear
to the riches, and the course clear
I'm riding till the tears an exhaust tear

2: Ab-Soul]
Actavis in cooler
I bit the Apple on the Mac computer, you a
There ain't a subject I can't tackle, now or sooner
Ain't got no pads, but collateral pass to her
Running back, rap, I bet you wish she knew ya'
Black Lip Pastor, (Soulo, Soulo)
Soulo in ho, that mean this church up in this bitch
Gave her a sermon I hit, god
I'm an entity titties, a fat ass, some clean pussy, and some good weed
Knowledge and wisdom in abundance, infinite
And I'll be to write night and day, literally
snapback, Backwoods in my backpack
Xan with lean nigga, shit you never seen nigga
Put on my team nigga, 3 i's, you see me bruh
Careful, you the game's T-D-E us

3: Vince Staples]
I they out there praying for the death of me
I been down to knock, it's my
I round the block, it's no testin' me
We been ran the north, it's no key
So whatchu' got on lock my
I tried to tell him, ain't gon' get it
I been prolific, been on shit
You can check mo millie, was like 08's
You niggas ain't no factors, Just come around cause we no actors
It's no cut, just checks
Don't waltz 25, but i'll my time
If a nigga around, tryna' take what's mine
Tryna' take my life? good luck with
We got guns for that, you not back
I got fade in the bushes, lurkin' &
Bout' that life, don't get yours quick
Just a story of kids left stranded
Couple of the and a couple automatics
Come to the hood, get a good out
Tombstone re-ripped, with your whacked out
You know what he about, at Romana park after dark
They drain pool, we swam with sharks
We shooting off 7th street
You make the bed in which you
I stay awake visiting dead
With the hammer sitting indiscreet,

[Verse 4:
Sold drugs in your building
In front' the
A of shit, i'll be considered the most
Baby hand on the dinner
I start the with a toast
Three assorted cheeses, they garnish the
Cut the even
Distribute them to my assemblage of these heathens
A bunch of in these polo fleeces
I clutch the reapers bay polices
I burn the Priest and in the breezes
I to Jesus, reconsidered features
Rain dance on black beaches
Pick from the that bare the fruit of peaches
Slaying skeezers and it feel the Eden
These backwards got me with the breathing
Connecting Venus and the the cheapest
I hit the party with the perm
Ear rings look like lights
I cop the gold fish platforms for the cold
Hop out the V in all sequence, is Swedish
Sway Padorian, my the meanest, you need it
And i'm the of this shit
On the forty-sixth floor eating flounder the shrimp
Got a awfully thick splore and I just pound her with the
Get the dope from outta broad, the county with the shit
of shit records, where dreams come true
You saying fuck me? I'm saying you