Luyện nghe bài hát Creation & Destruction

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

Immortal Technique, disintegrates mic's I spit
I cause casualties than sunken slave ships
Full to capacity, I tragedy to rap without my man Kadafi
The government Nazi scientists from Germany
To design nuclear rockets and ways of me
'Cause their pathetic attempts, work to murder me
When this country was conceived, these bastards heard of me
But now I hold the of slave masters eternally
Bleeding internally, burgundy, durin' surgery,
'Cause I'm a spiritual
are incompatible
I've been around since the was inhabitable
I in the ocean and created microscopic animals
Which into two species, the righteous and the cannibals
But until then, I had alien women 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 was lava, but when I stepped down, it became cold
what you've been told
My spiritual form a swarm of molecule sickness
Manifested trapped inside a mountainous region
Until the starting raining, continuous seasons
Immortal Technique, at long last,
reinstated to leave you decapitated
je suis fous, but my crazy words sense(je suis fous = i am mad)
I'll split pound of your body into six pence
I'm sick of simple similes about The Sixth
leave your body drenched in the blood of all your ancestors
You'll never be at peace, like the of child molestors
I'll cut you and your festering wounds with alcohol
Drown you in a clogged toilet, in a public stall
I'll rip you down, a chunk of you home like the Berlin Wall
This is the final call, for all the rappers wanna brawl
Immortal Technique, the motherfucker to diss
'Cause I allow God to let you motherfuckers

Hahahahaha yeah, oh
We about to crash now, yo
Yo, yo, yo
I'm the stronghold on your neck that doesn't let you
Stronger than the fake image of God in which you
More dangerous than your ignorant ass ever percieve
A European virus, mutated in Africa,
by mosquitoes and fleas to where you live
So lock yourself in your house your wife and your kids
You're such a bitch, somebody made you out of a rib
My record just scratches the surface of what I did
My bid locked me up and my life to an end
I was forgotten, abandoned by my bitches and
You don't want with people like me so don't pretend
I'll resurrect your aborted baby and kill it
You get no props in hip-hop feminine men
I'm iller than any plague God Moses to send
You wanna make amends, 'cause I'm the that the earth shakes
Burying your fam like Central American

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