Luyện nghe bài hát Spill My Blood

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

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

Lord Infamous, the futuristic, bounty-hunter
Nigga, I come from the land under
Up the from the
You don't want to rumble or cry

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

through the night down to the trees
Packed tight with two-some on
No rubber with a paratroop, in fields parachutes
Down to the

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

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

My hands my face
done got me
I'm startin' to woozy
done shot me

The same I done creeped on
In his own sleep,
One hoes survived
Now creeped 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
about you gonna creep
While we was sleep, but it was just no

Now the have turned
And in the mist of the
Your funky burn, nigga

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

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

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

Gettin' more and sippin', havin' thoughts
Thoughts about a
I remember what that trick had

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, song we done made
on no damn jacks
A bitch gots to get

Come on prophets, now on
Nigga, like that home alone
white boy fuckin' lets go get this bitch

Man, nigga, gone, done deal trick
Now you know lady bitch
Swing go gets
Scott free your shit

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

Search a nigga the shirt to pants
on me but a sack ass can
[Unverified] with shots
Bucket

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

Broke his throat with a left blowv
Now on and the chase begins
Cuttin' the corner, shirt blowin' in the
Dog on my trail and he pickin' up the

[Unverified] cops a four legged friend
in the lex, voodoo like a hex
Dog confused, in they complex
Fuck the red light, on my set

on my trail 'cause I let you rest
Hop in the car, ran two blocks
Put in reverse, I heard the gun shots
Doin' a hundred, so I get popped
friendly, on the trip nonstop

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

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