Luyện nghe bài hát Verses Of The Bleeding

[Vinnie
U Akbar, everybody just be calm
That's the word passed from the Emonh
It from the Qu'ran, it can't be wrong
It's only measure, the time, the God's
So I suggest you Allah way
Or turn a bitch, inside the jungle's of raw way
That's what the Lord say, you ain't ready for
You better a bulletproof and machete for that
And nobody be there
They stick you with 30 motherfuckers, up in the
Now back to the topic at hand, I'm rockin' ya fam
And fight against the army with a rock in my
A glock in my hand, divide ya into two parts
And change ya entire theories of God by spittin' two
But I just people to build
And did Hussein, know that he would be killed?

2X: Vinnie Paz, Des Devious]
We comin' for blood (in the of Allah)
We comin' for blood (and we ain't with ya'll)
We for blood (we destroy and rebuild)
We for blood (if you ain't loyal, you killed)

[Des
I got a grip on the mic, spittin' my shit
My balls and arrogance be the cause of these hits
Easily split ya wig, the flick of a wrist
Send the block, ya grindin' you, and to the abyss
But that's some, sick shit, I only do I trip
Or when I'm, til them runnin' they lip
That's I, start the procedure, of body beatin' you into a seizure
Your crew is standing staring lookin' like non believers
I felt 'em standing and staring that's when I the heater
My ratchet cookin' faggots, I make 'em all see the
of the matter is, the cue don't back down
This ain't no down, you gettin' clapped clown
So don't be around, talkin' all this and that
That's female shit, of shit that get you trapped
Into a dark corner, pullin' on ya
to escape, hear shots, left ya ass a goner

2X]

[Vinnie
I'm ready to blackout, crossface tap-out
through the fuckin' door with the gats out
Let the rain down and drippin' ya skin
Let the slug hit ya and rip up ya limbs
I'm the illest fuckin' alive
Give me 16 shots, I can crack you in
I to survive, have to get my money and shine
to get everything that I used to promise my mom
I gotta do it for everyone I promised something
So who thought I wouldn't be alive or something
Come on money, some cold shit, wishin' me dead
So I beat in mid-section, til they pissin' in red