Luyện nghe bài hát Senor Limpio

"Busted bad and dusted boy, mind's a terrible thing"
the man with a dirty hand who claimed that he was king
The chokin' angels from inside, to make them sing
'Cause your short of breath an' close to from sleepin' on the wing

Dirty king, dirty king, now you're in for the ride
so hard to be a fighter when your hands are always tied

A Mr. Blood and said he kills but just for love
Too bad the good ones have to take your blame
Hey, sharp tongue liar, all pay in a bed of fire
Too bad your dreams are always of losin' games, loser

Dirty king, dirty king, now strapped in for the ride
It's so hard to be a fighter when hands are always tied

But I want to, but I to, but I want to
But my are always tied up
Ah, yes

But I want to, I want to, I to
But my hands are tied up
Ah, king

But I I had myself a dime
For every time I cursed goddamn name
Ah, Clean, yeah
Oh,

Sweatin' on the line, doin' forty, wastin'
Ain't it funny how money rots your brain?
Ah, put soul on trial 'cause you lost it all to a tiny vial
Look in the when you tell me whose insane, who?

king, dirty king, now you're strapped in for the ride
So hard to be a fighter when your hands are tied

But I want to, but I to, but I want to
But my are always tied up
Ah, yes

But I want to, I to, I want to
But my hands are always up
Ah, dirty

But I wish I had a dime
For time I cursed your goddamn name
Ah, Clean, yeah

Your in a battle of dope