Luyện nghe bài hát America

Intro: Killah Priest,

Yeah,

Aiyyo aiyyo, on yo yo yo I'ma shoot over here
On that AIDS
YouknowhatI'msayin? I'm gonna just slide in the quick
Yo, yo
And get this

Verse One: Killah

When you're sexually frustrated, plus for a long time
You had strong minds
with feelings, she seems appealing
for each other, discreet lover, no keeps brothers
Smothered under deep
Erotic programs, Moet and jams
Enough to make you hands
And plus you a man
You in a manhole, where the forbidden tree grow
And bullshit ego, of fly
Whole garden sour, polluted with a flower
Months later, he's layin on a
Depending on a generator, to keep his moving
And start losing sight in his eye
In weeks he die

Verse Raekwon

Yeah,
I know this dope-fiend cat, word up, his name is
Part-time shooter needles in the stairs
Wise guys as a fly guy
you high right? Weeded up with red shit in your right eye
Youse a menace, your brain cells
Begging forgiveness, that up top shit syphillis
You know you was gettin into
Try to guess on I've been through
Fuck shorty raw then she you

Chorus:

AIDS kills, word up this, yo
from the Wu, it's real
AIDS kills, word up this, yo
Coming from my crew, real

Three: RZA

My nigga Chuck, he loved to
Everything exotic bitches down to ugly
Like Nancy, who the fancy tickles
so he put on her nipples to make her sex passion
triple quadriple, until she
Overcome with passion, big ass lust upon him
But he forsake to grab the condom
it, he said AIDS, was government made
to keep niggaz so they won't get laid no babies be made
And the population will decrease within a decade
German warfare product the dark shade

AIDS kills, up respect this, yo
Coming my crew, it's real
AIDS kills, word up this, yo
Coming from the Wu, real

Verse Four: Killer, Inspector Deck

Caught by the earth rotation
Six in the sex is deep, when you can't see
through the sheer brassiere, toke
a spliff, sippin cognac, God
you know my two love songs, Womack tracks
Got her fat ass layin flat on her

Yo, as she lay, she wore a silk neglige
Alehze pours, the radio play, Marvin
What's On? As she screams Sexual Healing
Couldn't fight the feeling her hit the ceiling
Hittin all positions in for quick love
She's professional she does this shit in clubs
Flied in June until she Acquired Deficiency
Now is the Syndrome

Outro: and others

Oh shit, God that's
Damn, that's some cherry flavor shit going on kid
For real,
What the exotic type
Caskets is waitin for
Word up on the joints baby
Before you go to sex protection
up

AIDS kills, word up this
Is Dying Slowly (4x)

Yeah, word yo, up in this store right here
I ain't playing that man, for real
Dig it
Respect how I'm kid
Here forever, up
joints, ribbed joints is bangin
But they playing the hotel door man
Word, you know how that be though, you how that be
Yo, just to be too old
over there lookin like Sonny and Cher
Over

America Is Dying

America Is Slowly
Is Dying Slowly
that! Syndrome, be the resident
America Is Slowly
Wu-Tang, Syndrome, be the

Noodles, Bobby Steels, Lou Diamonds, Killer
Rolly Rollie Fingers, Blaze, Maximillion
Prodigal Sons, Anthony Starks,
Prodigal Son, and in the place, Sixty
of Man, Gambinos, forever...
it safe!
Ol Schultz, word up baby
yourself!
Keep it