Luyện nghe bài hát Clash of The Titans

'em to war, son
(Yeah)
Yo, wassup
commandments, knahmean?
Yo son, with the commandments

Yo, I'm about the shit, the raw shit
The military war hits with gun
Yo, I'm the army shit, the raw shit
The military war with gun clips

Yo, I'm about the shit, the raw shit
The military war hits with gun
Yo, I'm the army shit, the raw shit
The military war with gun clips

Yo, I'm about the shit, the raw shit
The military war hits gun clips
Yo, I'm the army shit, the raw shit
The military war hits gun clips

Yo, my battleground's where I
wars from dusk till dawn
In the of hell
There's more spilled than Hamburger Hill

The earth is the battlefield
Enemy troops can't come to face with death
Black caught for cold steel
The last art drill I open fire
aim to kill

As the destruction that I like revelations
Drop like parables
That can't be seen the eye like constellations
You're lost in the nation with no mental
Unseen strikes vital like precision
I'm in the large with ammunition

I'm in deep meditation the great Indian monk Dowmo
desperados thrown like a torpedo from black masks like Zorro
I froze all the and literature of killers
Riddlers and

Sick photographers who paint pictures
Wu-Tang is the foundation, we movin'
And you can not stand, control the minds of Asians
Candy cat raps, gets your tongue cut off and run through his

Sabotage, got stabbed
As I watched blood drip their fabrics
Madman ran up in the church and stuck the
Stabbed him a cross, some say he was stuck by the seven
The seven commandments, equivalents
Meaning many niggas for pleasures

I wagin' Warfare
Supply the jackets
Each one containin' a mini homing missile
your sides ragged

Puerto Rican from the middle east
the mark of the beast
Increase your by one bar while I unleash
that remain on your brain like scars for life
Made possible by the mic

I slice, wieldin' a instrument
in the temple of pyramids
Used to drill a hole the minds of the ignorant
my assignment, burn up the climate usin' rays from the sun
Dom PaChino, madman assassinatin' with Shogun

Yo, it on
I deal with this my first born
My brain form blow MCs away like Storm
century crime for you being born

U.S. currency got me my palms
P.L.O. killer like I support a fact
Dead back was the feedback, Park badass
I deal with this shit like my last
So to speak, what you say son, go a blast!

I'm livin' for the city, I as the world turn
degree poetry
Hold headpiece, when I release, I clear the streets
Killarmy passed the heat so dead the piece
P.L.O. is the street life out in the

I be ready, pass the machette
My thoughts travel fast like Andretti
Racin' through this or ghetto through the poverty
It's all about survival so I can risk the

through the struggle, trials and execution
This is my to this revolution, pay close attention
precision, my mind be my war guide, observe, learn and listen
Knowledge before your unleashed for the children
'96 be buildin' the stat or be in