Luyện nghe bài hát Creation & Destruction

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

Immortal Technique, disintegrates mic's when I
I cause more casualties than sunken ships
Full to capacity, I bring tragedy to rap without my man
The government took Nazi from Germany
To design nuclear rockets and ways of me
'Cause their attempts, didn't work to murder me
this country was conceived, these bastards never heard of me
But now I hold the of slave masters eternally
Bleeding internally, burgundy, surgery, verbally
'Cause I'm a spiritual
are incompatible
I've been around since the planet was
I spit in the and created microscopic animals
Which into two species, the righteous and the cannibals
But until then, I had alien suck me off
When God said "Let there be light", I it the fuck off
And that's the reason that the is only 5 billion years old
I made the sun shine, and permitted time to
The surface was lava, but when I stepped down, it cold
Fuck what you've been
My spiritual form became a of molecule sickness
Manifested trapped inside a mountainous region
Until the skies raining, continuous seasons
Immortal Technique, at long last,
Undebatably reinstated to leave you
je suis fous, but my words make sense(je suis fous = i am mad)
I'll every pound of your body into six pence
I'm sick of simple similes about The Sixth
I'll leave your body drenched in the blood of all ancestors
You'll never be at peace, like the souls of child
I'll cut you and bless your festering with alcohol
you in a clogged toilet, in a public bathroom stall
I'll rip you down, a chunk of you home like the Berlin Wall
This is the final call, for all the that wanna brawl
Immortal Technique, the wrong motherfucker to
'Cause I allow God to let you exist

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

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