Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Shall Rise

We were willing to die for an ideal and we would die for it but we prefer living for it, working for it, safeguarding it.

Planetary]

AOTP, we the law
See the cops start running nigga call the
can't see me, I throw that molotov
And the whole field out, nigga call the gods

AOTP, we the law
See the cops start running nigga the dogs
You can't see me, I throw molotov
And clear the field out, nigga call the gods

[Verse 1:

I don't give a about you
I swing my blade and a chunk up out you
Chase the driver trying to save you and lace em with the scalpel
Break adam's apple and clap you and leave you mangled
I'm not the asshole claiming Philly, I'm blowing up the fucking
Fuck and mercy I'm thirsty for the title
Kill your vitals with verses,
And hearses move em Vinny Idol
Take Vinny and Planet, mould them inside a ball
em against the way you claim you carry, break your shoulders off
Just for showing off you're
I don't threaten niggas, I really do
Squeeze the juice out of you like fluid
his lid, barbeque em and fucking burn his ribs
Throw the dresser away the evidence, burn a fucking wig

2: Celph Titled]

I got plans for your murder and I'm ready to em
You're ready to die? God I said, "Fuck him."
Call me Iron Fist motherfucker I aim
Bullets are free throw, silencer is the proof
Said you was a crook but you ain't busting no lead
jack you pulling is connected to some headphones
The sound of the clap than several operas
My sitcom screaming "I'm gonna you" across the teleprompter
Yes I'm fuck the Zicam and Zyrtec
How you gonna man when y'all resemble Smurfette?
Stretch your till your head meets your ass
I'll beat dad dead now he's a deadbeat dad

[Verse 3:

Nothing is ever promised, especially your life I
Too many niggas street but wouldn't last in the projects
Too many happy-go-lucky cats rap no money
Black why you act? I be screaming where the money at?
I never understood your mentality
Man you still weed on the block dog, that's blasphemy
embarrassing, you nickel and diming
A small cut off a bundle and you you shining
I rumble in the jungle and tussle with all the lions
My hustle could to rustle but for now I'm surviving
Living, my kids are and I'm whipping the Newboy
It ain't a Maybach but it's than your toy

[Verse 4: The Lost Cauze]

I'm a motherfucking warlock, get your jaw by the raw rock
Use your tongue as a doorstop, with face I floor mop
Get your popped like a dermatologist
I'm wilding with thugs who go in your like Polydent
I body shit, I ruin you
Turn your studio into a funeral home
Two in your dome, got bucks who buck for us
Homie the laws of God and Chuck Norris
AOTP, we in good
Screaming we the fucking champs like Chase Utley
My fam-o, tuck and engadge, busting AKs
Now your block like the Mummers Parade

[Verse 5: Vinnie

I've been catching fucking bodies for years
From eating on the street up to bloody tears
Camouflage backpacks, Timbs and money wares
Now these rap faggots fucking sweeter than Bears
This simple arithmetic, this is ancient math
Make you lose your faith in Jehovah like you was Dash
I take a fucking machete and cut your brain in
You're fucking with something deadly and Satan laughs
I'm the rapper alive, but Vin biased
Cause I ain't get my chance to shine, me Len Bias
I'll be patiently waiting for you if try us
I don't call it no more, I call it a pen virus

6: Apathy]

You faggot mixtape rappers I should snap throat
Bunch of tracks cracking jokes about crack and
Release the Kraken, Ap is the cracker's hope
Honkey Kong bitches leaving mattresses broke
If the condom break I'mma tell the to abort
I'm the sniper on the roof looking out for the stork
Little getting shanked for a box of Newports
There ain't a jail that hold me cause Ap teleports
Skipping court on the porch with the sorts
You using couch cushions building room forts
Your moms pouring yeyo on my dick to
I only rock a halo to hide and pitchforks