Luyện nghe bài hát Creation & Destruction

Se ha la mierda(Spanish)
Bout to drop a cut
Yo, yo, yo, huh

Immortal Technique, disintegrates when I spit
I more casualties than sunken slave ships
Full to capacity, I bring tragedy to rap without my man
The government took scientists from Germany
To design nuclear and ways of observin' me
'Cause pathetic attempts, didn't work to murder me
When this country was conceived, bastards never heard of me
But now I hold the souls of masters eternally
internally, burgundy, durin' surgery, verbally
'Cause I'm a spiritual
Devils are
I've around since the planet was inhabitable
I spit in the ocean and created microscopic
Which evolved two species, the righteous and the cannibals
But then, I had alien women suck me off
God said "Let there be light", I turned it the fuck off
And that's the reason that the earth is only 5 billion old
I the sun shine, and permitted time to unfold
The surface was lava, but when I down, it became cold
Fuck you've been told
My spiritual form became a swarm of sickness
liquid trapped inside a mountainous region
Until the starting raining, continuous seasons
Immortal Technique, at last, reincarnated
reinstated to leave you decapitated
je suis fous, but my crazy make sense(je suis fous = i am mad)
I'll split every pound of your body six pence
I'm sick of simple similes The Sixth Sense
I'll leave your body in the blood of all your ancestors
You'll never be at peace, the souls of child molestors
I'll cut you and bless your wounds with alcohol
Drown you in a clogged toilet, in a bathroom stall
I'll rip you down, take a of you home like the Berlin Wall
This is the final call, for all the that wanna brawl
Technique, the wrong motherfucker to diss
'Cause I allow God to let you motherfuckers

Hahahahaha yeah, oh
We about to somethin' now, yo
Yo, yo, yo
I'm the stronghold on neck that doesn't let you breathe
Stronger than the fake of God in which you believe
More dangerous than your ignorant ass could ever
A European virus, in Africa, overseas
by mosquitoes and fleas to where you live
So lock yourself in your house your wife and your kids
You're such a bitch, probably made you out of a rib
My arrest record just scratches the surface of I did
My bid locked me up and my life to an end
I was forgotten, by my bitches and friends
You don't want beef with people like me so don't
I'll resurrect your aborted and kill it again
You get no props in like feminine men
I'm iller than any plague God gave Moses to
You wanna amends, 'cause I'm the reason that the earth shakes
Burying your fam like American earthquakes

Technique
Harlem to
Lyrically ya
Te que se ha acabado la mierda(spanish)