Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Buffalos

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[Verse 1: Walz]
I see dead buffalos, on the of the horizon
Electromagnetic energy fields M. Bison
Through the air flyin, like black crows in a
Before the people of the land start
Nature's siren, even the rivers act right
The moon was a flashlight, in my past life
When the winding path at night
the blinding blasting site
Chickens come to roost and find dead buzzards
next to the head of cousins, sisters and brothers
Fathers and mothers, and sons
the vultures profit, I could still see the blood run
The slaughter of loved ones, hated for bein
Elders were slain, strangled with talismans
the body, the spirit started driftin
Destroyed physically, but the were ever livin

Thank you! For takin my land and
Thank you! For rapin my women, puttin me in a
Thank you! For killin my
Givin me disease, then blamin me - you!

Thank you! For my land and food
Thank you! For rapin my women, me in a noose
Thank you! For killin my
me disease, and then blamin me - thank you!

[Verse 2: C-Rayz
I took my shahada (one) and gazed in the
God the devils, Shaolin versus Lama
We fought felons, clashed with
heads were crushed and bust like small melons
Wishin these demons be baptized or banished
In my dream I up in Jamaica speakin Spanish
The night the earth cried when the good ship
Blood on the shores transformed to Crimson
I built with Crazy Horse, a black sun spack
The smoke was beat on by drum back stack
The beetles baffled, by the state of bondage
Showin love like Pocahontas savin John
Convinced by the of the past, since the body splash
Used the Atlantic as a raft
Unafraid, I to a cave to meditate
And to my celestial mind and elevate

Thank you! For takin my land and
Thank you! For rapin my women, me in a noose
you! For killin my seed
Givin me disease, then blamin me - you!

Thank you! For takin my and food
you! For rapin my women, puttin me in a noose
Thank you! For killin my
Givin me disease, and blamin me - thank you!

[Verse 3: Walz]
The land was raped, scorn, torn and
Later on you would praise portraits of killers (cheese!)
made holidays for this unholy act (Happy Thanksgiving)
I'm the of the dead! You can't hold me back (no!)
Dead buffalos, to us now
In the name of gain on these plains we get down
What up, HOW, you think there be
We been touched down, so preparations (now)
water holdin breath I dodge piranha fish
With fright, wishin to die was wish
I heard the weep, skulls smash against clif with sticks
We clash with the madmen, from the good
We did but show love to a stranger
We were repaid with murder, and anger
Buffalos died, the lions would hide, the cried
Savagely speakin the of the tribe
reality was actually the worst dream
The death of nature, I heard the earth
buffalos - empty rivers and streams
Dead buffalos - too many killers and

Thank you! For my land and food
you! For rapin my women, puttin me in a noose
Thank you! For killin my
Givin me disease, blamin me - thank you!

Thank you! For my land and food
you! For rapin my women, puttin me in a noose
Thank you! For my seed
Givin me disease, and blamin me - thank you!