Luyện nghe bài hát America

Intro: Killah Priest,

Yeah,

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

Verse Killah Priest

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

Verse Two:

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 gettin high Weeded up with red shit in your right eye
Youse a menace, brain cells finished
Begging forgiveness, that up top shit syphillis
You know you was gettin into
Try to on what I've been through
Fuck shorty raw then she you

Chorus:

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

Three: RZA

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

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

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, back
a spliff, sippin cognac, God
you know my two love songs, Bobby Womack
Got her fat ass layin on her back

Yo, as she lay, she wore a silk gray
Alehze pours, the radio play, Gaye
What's Going On? As she Sexual Healing
fight the feeling her legs hit the ceiling
Hittin all positions dipped in for love
She's she does this shit in strip clubs
Flied in until she Acquired Immune Deficiency
Now is the Syndrome

Outro: and others

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

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

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

America Is Slowly

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

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