Luyện nghe bài hát Verses Of The Bleeding

[Vinnie
U Akbar, everybody just be calm
That's the passed down from the Emonh
It came from the Qu'ran, it can't be
It's measure, the time, the God's eons
So I suggest you follow way
Or turn into a bitch, the jungle's of raw way
That's what the Lord say, you ready for that
You better bring a bulletproof and machete for
And wanna be there
They stick you 30 motherfuckers, up in the tare
Now it's back to the topic at hand, I'm ya fam
And against the army with a rock in my hand
A glock in my hand, divide ya body two parts
And change ya entire theories of God by two darts
But I just wanna people to
And did Emadma Hussein, know that he be killed?

[Chorus 2X: Vinnie Paz, Des
We comin' for (in the name of Allah)
We comin' for blood (and we ain't playin' ya'll)
We comin' for blood (we and rebuild)
We comin' for (if you ain't loyal, you killed)

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

2X]

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