Luyện nghe bài hát America

Intro: Killah Priest,

Yeah,

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

One: Killah Priest

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

Two: Raekwon

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

Chorus:

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

Three: RZA

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

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

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

Outro: Raekwon and

Oh shit, God wild
Damn, some cherry flavor shit going on though kid
For real,
about the exotic type
Caskets is waitin for
Word up on the joints baby
Before you go to sex take
up

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

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

America Is Slowly

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

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