Luyện nghe bài hát Clash of The Titans

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

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

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

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

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

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

As the that I reveal like revelations
Drop Jews parables
That be seen with the eye like constellations
You're lost in the nation no mental vision
Unseen your vital like precision
I'm camouflaged in the with ammunition

I'm in deep meditation like the great monk Dowmo
Lyrical desperados thrown like a from black masks like Zorro
I froze all the scriptures and literature of
and Hitlers

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

Sabotage, savages got
As I watched blood drip from fabrics
Madman ran up in the church and the reverend
him with a cross, some say he was stuck by the seven
The seven commandments, metric
Meaning many niggas died for

I Guerilla Warfare
Supply the yellow
Each one a mini sovereign homing missile
Fittin' your ragged

Rican terrorist from the middle east
Refusin' the of the beast
Increase your energy by one bar I unleash
Thoughts that remain on your brain like scars for
possible by the mic device

I slice, a sharp instrument
in the temple of pyramids
Used to drill a through the minds of the ignorant
It's my assignment, burn up the climate usin' from the sun
Dom PaChino, madman assassinatin' tracks Shogun

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

U.S. currency got me itchin' my
P.L.O. tactics like I support a fact
Dead back was the feedback, Park badass
I deal with this like it's my last
So to speak, you say son, go have a blast!

I'm livin' for the city, I burn as the world
First poetry
your headpiece, when I release, I clear the streets
Killarmy passed the heat so I'ma the piece
P.L.O. is the street out in the streets

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

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