Luyện nghe bài hát Spill My Blood

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The same I done creeped on
In his own sleep,
One hoes survived
Now they on me

Fool, we got ass now
So, up?
you quiet just because we got your ass muff?

Muffled-like, bag mouth
of ran your mouth
Talkin' about you gonna
we was sleep, but it was just no doubt

Now the have turned
And in the of the morgue
Your sould burn, nigga

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

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

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

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

Kept that visine in my
Get a rental car from
Call my niggas from the 6
Tell 'em the plan first

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

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

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

For all the dirt I did to my wife
Forgive me, Lord, and every night
Croked cops, pull a gun, fight
Blow you away, leave you out of

Search a nigga from the shirt to
Nothin' on me but a ass can
[Unverified] with empty
Bucket

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

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

[Unverified] cops kill a legged friend
Jump in the lex, like a hex
Dog confused, in they mind
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, then I heard the gun
Doin' a hundred, so I couldn't get
Officer friendly, on the nonstop

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

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