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

One: Killah Priest

When you're sexually frustrated, plus waiting for a long
You both had strong
Combined with feelings, she seems
for each other, lover, no longer keeps brothers
under deep covers
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
garden sour, polluted with a dead flower
Months later, he's layin on a
Depending on a generator, to his heart moving
And start sight in his right eye
In weeks he die

Verse Raekwon

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

Chorus:

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

Verse RZA

My Chuck, he loved 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
triple quadriple, until she
Overcome with passion, big ass want upon him
But he forsake to grab the condom
Fuck it, he said AIDS, was made
to keep niggaz afraid so they won't get laid no babies be
And the black population will decrease within a
warfare product against the dark shade

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: Master Killer, Inspector

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

Yo, as she lay, she wore a gray 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 dipped in for quick
She's professional she this shit in strip clubs
Flied in June until she Acquired Deficiency
Now misery is the

Outro: and others

Oh shit, God that's
Damn, some cherry flavor shit going on though kid
For real,
What about the 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, word yo, sliding up in this store here
I ain't playing that man, for real
Dig it
how I'm living kid
Here forever, up
Lubricated joints, ribbed is bangin
But they still the hotel door man
Word, you know how that be though, you how that be
Yo, gettin to be too old
Chick over there like Sonny and Cher
there

America Is Dying

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

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