Luyện nghe bài hát America

Intro: Killah Priest,

Yeah,

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

Verse One: Killah

When you're sexually frustrated, plus waiting for a long
You both had strong
Combined with feelings, she seems
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 tree grow
And ego, of fly negro
Whole sour, polluted with a dead flower
later, he's layin on a respirator
Depending on a generator, to his heart moving
And start sight in his right eye
In he might die

Verse Raekwon

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

Raekwon

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

Verse RZA

My nigga Chuck, he loved to
Everything exotic bitches to ugly ducks
Like Nancy, who the fancy tickles
so he put popsicles on her nipples to 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 AIDS, was government made
to keep niggaz afraid so they won't get no babies be made
And the population will decrease within a decade
German product against the dark shade

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

Four: Master Killer, Inspector Deck

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

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

Outro: Raekwon and

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

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

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

America Is Dying

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

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