Luyện nghe bài hát America

Intro: Killah Priest,

Yeah,

Aiyyo aiyyo, come on yo yo yo I'ma shoot here
On AIDS thing
YouknowhatI'msayin? I'm gonna just slide in the studio
Yo, yo
And get done

Verse Killah Priest

When you're sexually frustrated, waiting for a long time
You had strong minds
Combined feelings, she seems appealing
for other, discreet lover, no longer keeps brothers
Smothered under deep
Erotic programs, Moet and slow
to make you hold hands
And plus you a man
You fall in a manhole, where the forbidden tree
And bullshit ego, of fly
Whole sour, polluted with a dead flower
later, he's layin on a respirator
Depending on a generator, to keep his moving
And start sight in his right eye
In he might die

Verse Two:

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

Chorus:

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

Three: RZA

My nigga Chuck, he to fuck
exotic bitches down to ugly ducks
Like Nancy, who liked the tickles
so he put on her nipples to make her sex passion
quadriple, until she bust
Overcome passion, big ass want lust upon him
But nigga he to grab the condom
Fuck it, he AIDS, was government made
to keep niggaz afraid so they won't get laid no be made
And the black population will within a decade
German warfare product against the dark

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

Verse Four: Killer, Inspector Deck

by the gravitation earth rotation
Six in the sex is deep, when you see clear
the sheer brassiere, toke back
Smoking a spliff, cognac, God
you know my two love songs, Bobby tracks
Got her fat ass layin flat on her

Yo, as she lay, she wore a gray neglige
Alehze pours, the radio play, Gaye
What's On? As she screams Sexual Healing
Couldn't fight the feeling her legs hit the
Hittin all dipped in for quick love
professional she does this shit in strip clubs
Flied in until she Acquired Immune Deficiency
Now is the Syndrome

Raekwon and others

Oh shit, God wild
Damn, that's some cherry flavor shit going on kid
For real,
What about the exotic
Caskets is for brothers
Word up slide on the joints
Before you go to sex take
up

AIDS kills, word up respect
America Is Slowly (4x)

Yeah, word yo, sliding up in this right here
I even playing that man, for real
Dig it
how I'm living kid
Here forever, up
Lubricated joints, ribbed joints is
But they still playing the door man
Word, you know how be though, you know how that be
Yo, just to be too old
Chick over there like Sonny and Cher
there

America Is Slowly

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

Noodles, Steels, Lou Diamonds, Killer Priest
Rolly Rollie Fingers, Johnathan Blaze,
Sons, Anthony Starks, Hellrazor
Prodigal Son, and in the place, Second
of Man, Gambinos, forever...
it safe!
Ol Dirt Schultz, word up
yourself!
Keep it