Luyện nghe bài hát Senor Limpio

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

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

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

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

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

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

But I wish I had a dime
For every time I your goddamn name
Ah, Miss Clean,
Oh,

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

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

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

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

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

soul in a battle of dope