Luyện nghe bài hát Battle Song

Oh yeah! (Oh yeah)
we go! (Here we go)
A rough! (A little rough)
No sweat! (No sweat)
I can do it! (I can do it)
You can do it! (You can do it)
Ooorah! (Ooorah)
right...

Tell 'em bring their out
Send my up in flames
And yea though I walk through the valley of the
But my still remains
Whether dead or alive, is do or die
When Christ is the
So raise torches up high
Tonight we for our King

I was Taylored to the mic Swiftly like Kanye did
And lay it down for the like a sleigh bed
And they can kill us now, go get the yellow
Hey put me 6 feet in the ground and a great escape
I promise, ain't a 6 shooter that can me down
My God's so official, that's a technical
Was engineered in my womb for Gods' glory
Plenty in the persecution is inventory
I been spit in the face, still exhibiting
out many a place, just for sharing my faith
My belt tight, shoes laced, plus a breast
My war helmet on now I got my straight
The battle's on but the war is over Jesus reigns
And fo' His name I withstand the and take the pain
And if they us, this promise, we'll take it to the grave
tonight we may die, but to die is our gain!

Tell 'em their guns out
Send my up in flames
And yea though I walk the valley of the dead
But my hope still
Whether or alive, this is do or die
When Christ is the
So raise torches up high
Tonight we for our King

Bout to be a riot, and fire, Somebody's dyin'
But it won't be us, covered in His blood, spillin' our
But even if it was, let our dust blow in the wind, we win when done
Christ out thunder-raps with the nuns
So I am taking no prisoners,
None, and no I'm not The One
I just run solar in the of The Son
My God's a
Treads on Black mambas defeats and

Tell 'em their guns out
Send my city up in
And yea though I walk the valley of the dead
But my hope still
dead or alive, this is do or die
When Christ is the
So your torches up high
Tonight we for our King

Yeah, ready to die, notorious for our man
We die daily and up and do it all again
Either we certain or we insane
Bullets riddlin' our frame, still we don't the Name
Maybe we lost it, we loco
Heaven is my home homie I ain't local
I'm so
Chords of a chorus say we tied to the Lord Chords
Of
Hey what a course, if I get to in
I'm going off like "kill me" I'm goin' in
God, by all means
Give me the faith to and die for the gospel

Tell 'em bring their out
my city up in flames
And yea though I walk through the of the death
But my still remains
Whether or alive, this is do or die
When Christ is the
So raise torches up high
Tonight we for our King
Our king, our king, we fight for our King
Our king, our king, tonight we fight for our