Luyện nghe bài hát Battle Song

Oh yeah! (Oh yeah)
we go! (Here we go)
A little rough! (A 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 city up in
And yea though I walk through the valley of the
But my still remains
Whether dead or alive, is do or die
When is the gain
So your torches up high
we fight for our King

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

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

Bout to be a riot, and fire, Somebody's dyin'
But it be us, covered in His blood, spillin' our guts
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 no prisoners, not-a-one
None, and no I'm not The One
I run solar in the power of The Son
My God's a
Treads on Black mambas defeats and

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

Yeah, ready to die, for our martyrs man
We die daily and up and do it all again
we certain or we certainly insane
Bullets riddlin' our frame, still we don't deny the
Maybe we lost it, we loco
Heaven is my home homie I ain't local
I'm so
of a chorus say we tied to the Lord like 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 possible
Give me the to live and die for the gospel

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