Luyện nghe bài hát Armeggeddon

Flesh... (Killa. St. Clair... Killa. The isn't over...
No place to run... Stalkin' gat fools, jack moves...
St. Clair...) {clock ticking & news

Aw, sheet! Repressin' the scripts on punk m*therf*ckers!
the f*ck you thought, trick-ass hooker?
Flesh, the last tru souljah makin' these silly-ass niggas weak,
slappin' 'em up with game basic instruction before leavin' home.

The end of the world has come, it's 1999 and time for

You better up my weapons' flexed I'm gonna get caught up protected when
I roll Oh no, here I go I'm keepin' my mind fresh, and the glock flex
and might your life and soul Fine, alright, gotta stay on the grind,
it's almost 1999 I gotta get mine before it's over, yeah, partied hauled

Nigga,my dogs down for whatever, you heard me? No the cause, fuck the
law,
retaliate on all The government wanted to brand my hand but I count
the number slowly Nigga, me wonder why want us so fried and out of line,
but I'm not ready of the fittest, you down ride or die? Choose your

Grab the heat , gather up in the streets for battle We gotta fight for
peace,
let us for the war/ Don't sleep 'cause Armageddon's on the way We gettin'
ready for combat; suit up We comin' through stormin'
and gonna blast on anythin' breathin' shoot 'em Leavin 'em all
from that bullet or wound, assume that they are doomed, out in a tomb
I tell it the way I see it, that's how it is Just how I feel when I flip
off the top of
mind, he So you better run, duck, hide You better stand up and act like a

And it's your chance to do what you can so put it

(Better the blood, flesh, Jesus got you, slip, ya snooze ya lose)

Here we go once again, it's on Gotta stack my dollars up to the
Can you feel it, holmes? I've been known to get on my hustle and grind
And I'm gon' and get my stroll on till I get mine
But, nevertheless I got my pay, if you wanna play me I'm buck (buck...)
with my gauge Go ahead, my day Either which way it go,
you won't be saved so say a prayer a 5th of liquor so I can swig off with
my
niggas and get My niggas, we 'bout it, smoke up an ounce of weed
I guarenteed I got what you on cash delivery, you gon' recieve, dog
Exactly now what was order? Put it down and I'll make sure that you'll be
As long as you got my green, by any means neccessary, you gotta be
very wise, and by any neccessary, you scary, you gon' fry
I'm wicked as I can be , remain a boss in your city, and if any haters
me,
come and get me hit right on your dome, wig splitter, G, fuckin' with
Mo!
Thug, or be killed G's If you wanna test us, we gonna rest your soul

Get ready to feel the wrath of God, and if you get in the wrong you're

get tossed in the of fire and brimstone

Better bleed the flesh, Jesus Got you You snooze you lose

And it's on in the land with a great big cannon Swarm, stormin' in

the land My niggas, the last tru souljah standin' and let it repeat to
it
pray and test, then again I say that's me runnin' hell Sit in Flesh, you

lesson when I roll better think twice so better beware, and snare ya,

we got Armageddon the terror, terror

The is chosen. It can't be turned. What do you mean the course?
death.I don't think we're gonna blow ourselves up. I didn't mean that.
The prophecy.Death.