Luyện nghe bài hát 2 Minutes of Death

Aggressive, my versitile.
You're to hear 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, you're being kicked by Rich.
Stunned and bleeding, you're looking sad, you pressed your luck.
What the
now, your 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 the Four Peice 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 house and ya get hurt.
my aggression!

Yo, X, its time for wreck for respect.
That's what I mean when we're necks
on a mission to kill the competition, not repetitive,
so yo, check and
The man has got you all fooled.
one color dominates and rules.
Green, that is what he feeds.
A demon deep inside you and me.
In my each and every night.
Makes me so mad I to start a fight.
Walk right up, smack the outta your hand
and ask your mom who's No. 1.
They understand.
You want to try and bang, but your band 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 so ya might get hur