Luyện nghe bài hát Beutiful Mind

[Ill
got AIDS infectin' the globe, Laser weapons and Clones
Comfortable as Presidents, Death, intelligence
organs, post-mortem, alien ?
Get vibe together
Who decides guys in ties and suits?
Violent coups private schools?
We got rules of taunt, duals of war, using thoughts like
Pay for groceries, the DNA clothes in your cords
The order of the world has already been
Robocops programmed to kill and for war
Drink your 'cause drugs is legal
Androids rule, the of New York, screamin' "Fuck the people"
a priest can fall in love with evil
If a to suckin' his dick, swallow nothing, gulp the semen
Election day, young will vote for demons, overachieving
Yo we blow, or blow up pieces

Welcome to futurama, where the cyborgs will shoot ya
A cross between 3 and Tutankhamun
is I'll Bill reporting for a new assignment
Ready to rock the ruger nine shinin'
This is futurama, where the cyborgs shoot ya mama
A cross between 3 and Tutankhamun
This is Bill reporting for a new assignment
Ready to rock with the ruger nine

The noose is tightening, of sightings, the truth's frightening
studies in 51 produced by the titans
Follow the sergeant, the one handle and largest, the
Made the top of department, bomb and projects intent
Video farewells off to majesty is all for
Ya never hold a grudge, they can judge us to
My fast, the IRS be thuggin' with masks
On the run for war games, bugs, and cash
I rob anyone, a lawyer a gun in his stash
Beneath, the remains of human ash, the gun and the
Gangsta, Sherry Ketamine the medicine Pirelli spin, the new
(Speakin through like Benny Hin?)
We rock blazin', pop like hockey raids
'Pac was framed, cloned him in the spot near the caves
To vegetate, credit to detonate
Human bombs, nuclear arms, super market, and farms

[Ill
At the club, fist, knives, and guns
are ?, cannabalistic humanoid
Underground drugs, blood
Sorta like slayer did in '86, communicate aliens, there he is
I made run DMC sell me, the devil's soul, make your explode
the planable chip, by remote control, I told them all what to expect
Fuck love and respect, when you're on your with a gun to your head
See masonic temple's lost truth, god's that were size
Nickel plated 9's shoot, loot
I recruit the true mistics, I turn goon's
We too sadistic, comin' at you 2 biscuits