Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Shall Rise

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

[Chorus:

AOTP, we the law
See the cops start running call the dogs
They see me, I throw that molotov
And clear the whole field out, call the gods

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

[Verse 1:

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

[Verse 2: Titled]

I got plans for your and I'm ready to discuss em
You're ready to Tell God I said, "Fuck him."
Call me Fist motherfucker I aim hard
Bullets are free throw, is the proof guard
you was a crook but you ain't busting no lead homes
Only you pulling is connected to some headphones
The of the clap louder than several operas
My sitcom screaming "I'm gonna you" across the teleprompter
Yes I'm sick the Zicam and Zyrtec
How you gonna fight man y'all resemble Smurfette?
Stretch your neck till your meets your ass
I'll beat your dad now he's a deadbeat dad

[Verse 3:

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

[Verse 4: Reef The Cauze]

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

[Verse 5: Paz]

I've been catching fucking for twenty years
From eating motherfuckers on the up to bloody tears
Camouflage backpacks, Timbs and some money
Now these rap faggots fucking than Gummy Bears
This isn't simple arithmetic, 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
I ain't get my chance to shine, call me Len Bias
I'll be patiently waiting for you if try us
I don't call it writing no more, I it a pen virus

[Verse 6:

You faggot mixtape rappers I should snap your
Bunch of tracks cracking jokes crack and coke
Release the Kraken, Ap is the cracker's last
Honkey Kong fucking bitches leaving mattresses
If the condom I'mma tell the bitch to abort
I'm the sniper on the roof looking out for the stork
dorks getting shanked for a box of Newports
There ain't a that could hold me cause Ap teleports
court on the porch with the criminal sorts
You using couch cushions building living room
Your pouring yeyo on my dick to snort
I only rock a halo to hide and pitchforks