Luyện nghe bài hát Famine

Turning knot, in my gut
Got me so corrupt

Like a hand politician
I'm a in malnutrition
Every I see I'm wishing
Got a deathbed at 12th and
New of

Long ago once a time
Hundred an hour, time flew by

Now gravestones become
Practice voodoo
Like an archangel heaven
Got a at 12th and Mission

In need of sleep, we crawl the
dream gone
Blood, dirt, money, hustle and
dream gone

In need of sleep, we the street
dream gone
Blood, dirt, money, and scheme
American gone

Mentally unfed, dead
The flock's been
New of wicked

knot, rotting in my gut
Got me so corrupt
Stomach's screaming deep
Another day, got no to hide

In of sleep, we crawl the street
dream gone
Blood, dirt, money, hustle and
American dream

In need of sleep, we the street
dream gone
Blood, dirt, money, hustle and
American gone

In need of sleep, we the street
American gone
Blood, dirt, money, and scheme