Luyện nghe bài hát Verses Of The Bleeding

[Vinnie
U Akbar, everybody just be calm
That's the word down from the Emonh
It from the Qu'ran, it can't be wrong
It's measure, the time, the God's eons
So I you follow 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 wanna be there
They stick you with 30 motherfuckers, up in the
Now back to the topic at hand, I'm rockin' ya fam
And against the army with a rock in my hand
A glock in my hand, divide ya into two parts
And change ya entire of God by spittin' two darts
But I just wanna to build
And did Emadma Hussein, know that he be killed?

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

Devious]
I got a vice grip on the mic, my shit
My balls and alone be the cause of these hits
Easily ya wig, with the flick of a wrist
Send the block, ya 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
when I, start the procedure, of body beatin' you into a seizure
Your crew is there staring lookin' like non believers
I felt 'em standing and staring when I pulled the heater
My ratchet cookin' these faggots, I 'em all see the
Fact of the matter is, the cue back down
This ain't no down, you gettin' clapped clown
So don't be runnin' around, talkin' all this and
That's female shit, type of shit get you trapped
Into a dark corner, pullin' on ya
to escape, hear shots, left ya ass a goner

2X]

[Vinnie
I'm to blackout, crippler crossface tap-out
Comin' through the fuckin' with the gats out
Let the blood rain and drippin' ya skin
Let the slug hit ya crown and rip up ya
I'm the illest rapper alive
Give me 16 shots, I can you in five
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 that I something
So everyone who I wouldn't be alive or something
Come on money, that's some cold shit, me dead
So I beat in mid-section, til they pissin' in red