Luyện nghe bài hát Trial Of The Century

Just like a motion picture, gun fire froze a
Compose the liquor, me to stager, stumble over quicker
Duckin' low, wit the four four, tryin' to and blow
out before the po po come bust the show

Sobered up, it was beef, but over what?
Been in the cut, these streets, they cold as fuck
Tuck my chain in, rose to my feet, no time for
arched, all you saw was sparks, niggas blazin'

One fell, callin' for help, him yell
My last shell, tore through his spine, it's to bail
It's slow motion, dust in my clothes started
It's copin', my blood flowin' like the art of goshen
Thoughts racin', hit the slow pacin'
No destination, it's up a nigga facin'

If we all gonna die, I'm prepared to meet my
But before I touch death bed feel, I gotta see some paper
Keep my to the sky, won't let no one pull us down
Do it takes, 'cause that's the breaks
Money make this go 'round

I pleed innocent, the love for my freedom is
was intimate, I mastered the minds, the mortal 10 percent
Self defense, couldn't help repent
Caught in commotion at the time I it, felt intense

Him or me, misery through my memory
But mentally, outcome wise I feel no
You know the streets, how some niggas go for weeks
Rock you to sleep, play you for doe, now you know it's beef
Know deep, I live my life on the creep
Tinted jeeps, bulletproof move mystique

Let him speak, my is innocent
It was my gats cat named Roberto it's certain
Desert ease in my end
Let my nigga live while I us up a kid face this little bitch

No explanation, speedy trial, fuck the extra
Hesitatin', they know the time a nigga facin', so what's the

If we all gonna die, I'm to meet my maker
But before I touch that bed feel, I gotta see some paper
Keep my to the sky, won't let no one pull us down
Do whatever it takes, that's the breaks
Money make this go 'round

I feel ill inside, though my life is a ride
Some may criticize, but it's a blessin', that I'm still
From all the smoke lit, all the hoes hit, all the cold
From that close gettin' my dome split

Spreaded out, so much on my mind, let it out
To live, and die for a I feel dead with out
Check my rap sheet, no prior cases, just some beef
Charged drunk drivin' once, but I was half sleep

Swervin', off of St. Mark's and Burgan, in a suburban
I must have when I was turnin'
But peep this, I'm on trial now, no of weakness
No secrets, just to court and I'm tryin' to beat this
A new don, another score, another new born, too long
Here's a dick jury for to chew on

Order in the court, in the court
That's of court

If we all gonna die, I'm prepared to meet my
But before I touch that death bed feel, I see some paper
my head to the sky, won't let no one pull us down
Do whatever it takes, that's the breaks
make this world go 'round

If we all gonna die, I'm prepared to meet my
But before I that death bed feel, I gotta see some paper
Keep my head to the sky, won't let no one pull us
Do whatever it takes, that's the breaks
Money make this go 'round

If we all die