Luyện nghe bài hát 2 Minutes of Death

Aggressive, my versitile.
You're best to the Mojo growl.
Coming up behind with a bat, ""crack"" from a Mr. attack.
Dazed and confused, what you do is run, but might have a gun.
Shit, being kicked by Richie Rich.
Stunned and bleeding, you're looking sad, well you pressed luck.
the fuck?
Stuck now, ass in a rut.
Fowler ya, then he had to storm ya.
On that ass like heat in Arizona, you motherfuckers better move,
or catch on from the Four of Doom.

Red alert, red alert, red
Red alert, red alert, red
Red alert, red alert, red
in the house and ya might get hurt.
Red alert, red alert, red
Red alert, red alert, red
Red alert, red alert, red
Mojo's in the and ya might get hurt.
my aggression!

Yo, X, its time for wreck for respect.
That's I mean when we're snappin' necks
on a mission to kill the competition, not repetitive,
so yo, and listen
The man has got you all fooled.
one color dominates and rules.
Green, greed that is he feeds.
A demon seed deep you and me.
In my sights each and night.
Makes me so mad I to start a fight.
Walk right up, smack the Grammy outta hand
and then ask mom who's No. 1.
don't understand.
You to try and bang, but your band can't hang!

Red alert, red alert, red
Red alert, red alert, red
Red alert, red alert, red
Survival of the fittest so ya get hurt.
Red alert, red alert, red
Red alert, red alert, red
Red alert, red alert, red
Survival of the fittest so ya get hur