Luyện nghe bài hát Spill My Blood

Have come to spill my blood?
they come to sentence me?
Will I leave with my life, my Lord
If the law men me?

Have they to spill my blood?
Have they come to me?
Will I leave with my life, my Lord
If the law men me?

Lord Infamous, the futuristic, rowdy
Nigga, I from the land down under
Up the from the
You don't to rumble or cry round

Toss and
My voodoo do, so my
Now blood or poultry
My victim been by a pack of coyote

Soarin' through the night down to the
tight with two-some on shakes
No with a paratroop, in fields with parachutes
Down to the

No however, can't hold em' for forever
Dead or alive, with your body, I sprinkle rotten pedals
Yes, the are your choice, my dred
'Cause Lord Infamous gain a healthy bounty for your head

I'm up, tossin' and turnin'
in a scuffle
My aren't clear, rarely I speak, speak
My voice is muffled,

My hands over my
They got me
I'm to feel woozy
They done me

The same fools I done on
In his own sleep,
One them hoes
Now they on me

Fool, we got ass now
So, up?
Isn't you quiet just we got your ass muff?

Muffled-like, bag mouth
Shouldn't of ran your
Talkin' you gonna creep
While we was sleep, but it was just no

Now the tables have
And in the of the morgue
Your funky sould burn,

Have come to spill my blood?
Have they to sentence me?
Will I here with my life, my Lord
If the law men me?

they come to spill my blood?
Have come to sentence me?
Will I leave here with my life, my
If the law men me?

Ten times out of twelve, times out of tenv
Boo is in it to win
Prophet till the end smokin' weed

twisted more and sippin', havin' thoughts
Thoughts a nigga
I remember that trick had bought

Kept that in my purse
Get a car from Hertz
Call my niggas the Three 6
Tell 'em 'bout the plan

Ooh, wee
Can it be, another song we done
on no damn jacks
A gots to get paid

Come on prophets, now on
Nigga, it's like home alone
Like boy fuckin' lets go get this bitch

Man, nigga, gone, done stupid trick
Now you this lady bitch
go gets high
Scott with your shit

For all the dirt I did to my wife
Forgive me, Lord, and every night
cops, pull a gun, don't fight
Blow you away, leave you out of

Search a nigga from the to pants
Nothin' on me but a ass can
with empty shots
Bucket

They find a couple of
Tons of that that nigga don't know
The Juice man can't be no bro
Tryed the but the nigga didn't go

Broke his throat a quick left blowv
Now it's on and the chase
Cuttin' the corner, blowin' in the wind
Dog on my trail and he pickin' up the

cops kill a four legged friend
Jump in the lex, like a hex
Dog confused, in mind complex
the red light, ballin' on my set

Cops on my trail I let you rest
Hop in the car, ran two blocks
Put in reverse, then I heard the gun
a hundred, so I couldn't get popped
Officer friendly, on the trip

Have they come to spill my
Have they to sentence me?
Will I leave here with my life, my
If the law men me?

Have come to spill my blood?
Have they to sentence me?
Will I here with my life, my Lord
If the law men me?