Luyện nghe bài hát Spill My Blood

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

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

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

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

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

No matter however, hold em' for forever
or alive, with your body, I sprinkle rotten flower pedals
Yes, the are your choice, my dred
'Cause Lord Infamous will a healthy bounty for your head

I'm up, tossin' and turnin'
Like in a
My words clear, rarely I speak, speak
My is muffled, muffled

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

The same fools I creeped on
In his own sleep,
One them survived
Now creeped on me

Fool, we got ass now
So, up?
Isn't you just because we got your ass muff?

Muffled-like, bag your
Shouldn't of ran your
about you gonna creep
While we was sleep, but it was no doubt

Now the tables turned
And in the of the morgue
Your funky burn, nigga

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

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

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

Gettin' twisted more and sippin', thoughts
Thoughts about a
I remember that trick had bought

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

Ooh, wee
Can it be, another song we done
on no damn jacks
A bitch to get paid

on prophets, now it's on
Nigga, it's like home alone
Like boy fuckin' lets go get this bitch

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

For all the that I did to my wife
Forgive me, Lord, each and night
cops, pull a gun, don't fight
Blow you away, you out of sight

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

They find a couple of
Tons of dope that that nigga know
The Juice man can't be no bro
Tryed the but the nigga didn't go

Broke his throat with a left blowv
Now it's on and the begins
Cuttin' the corner, shirt blowin' in the
Dog on my trail and he up the scent

cops kill a four legged friend
Jump in the lex, like a hex
Dog confused, in they mind
the red light, ballin' on my set

Cops on my trail 'cause I let you
Hop in the car, ran two more
Put in reverse, then I the gun shots
a hundred, so I couldn't get popped
Officer friendly, on the nonstop

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

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