Luyện nghe bài hát Exodus

Yeah, is Ice-T
just been listening to the Seventh Deadly Sin
To me the Seventh Sin is hardcore rap
And I'm very proud to have a part of that throughout the years
I'd like to send peace out to all my homeboys kept it real
And love to all my that have died out here
In this bullshit we call the streets
You know? What can I say? Hip Hops been good to a
I got mad love for the East coast, West coast, North and
I got my niggas The Top Guns
We gonna sign this one off this:

My life's been a great in the ultimate war
Should I ill or do right? Make or go raw?
I can't explain the true penalties of fame and the
Tell me who can I I can't trust myself
Got the got me thinking 'bout them ill moves
Every damn kid on the street, got something to prove
Push a bullet through my heart, why not? That's a
They could push their quicker, kill a well known nigga
And if you say going to kill me, should I blast you first?
Being black is kinda like being born a curse
Do or Die, that's the code of the streets I didn't
Niggas sketch my life out malicious intent
My skin color's got me trapped in a ending ghetto
I to the hills, but I can never let go
The gun shots and the homicides don't stop
And because I came up, I can always drop

Yo.. we prepared for guerilla warfare
Never scared to the heart
And them body parts with the hardwear
You spark a dun Bizzaro or sequel
When you catch a link on the wings of this desert
Flappin, we splittin friend
remember niggas would shoot joints
Now niggas be placing hollow points
Cause in this rat race, shit be moving at a pace
Mad sons got slugs to the face, OG kilos
Over sore and cilo, prepare like a scout
I hold the on the delo
In age of idolatry, mad niggas worship u vanity
If Five ?? you nigga maintain - insanity
Hope you see the light ­ the prism's true colors
Only a few remain brothers, fuck the
In this cold world ­ the war that's by the trigger
Revelation or the got to be that live nigga

So if niggas want to bite the sound like
him in the left eye, murder sit down like ryerson
You dis, don't even try son
Hey yo, Pizzone ­ I'm the prodigy you to keep ya eyes on
Yo who the don, who plays it all long?
50 mill strong, Handle like napalm. is bond
Who get it on when it's time to drop a
Sadq it cool and calm with the niapalm
Droppin emcee's to knees and make them pie straight
Dust and and serve niggas on my hot plate
So who got beef, we can take it to the streets
Cause shit these niggas talk to the grave with teeth
It's to meet your maker step into the new millennium
I analyze like intel Pentium
So follow me, I blame sovereignty for God we
Top Gun, move bright, as Ice, sex and dust

Ante up the goods, Top Gun Ice-T in neck of the woods
I'm 15 blocks deep in the foreign
of my styles, no smiles, trying to gun down the golden child
Still on trial for my old
Cold weather got trying to buck wholes in my fucking sweater
Niggas is like butter, leathers and felt
Time to heat it up and
Felt the welts from brass belt buckles to brass
Kill all the jokes and chuckles ­ all get together
My fam stay together
Trick off and off together
No matter the
ease on down to the bow and to the bricks
When I start to squeeze, I won't off a bit
Won't be no teams up in here no clashes
Just bunk mile sleds shines up in the masses

Life got no guarantees, I'm looking for the long
I'm in LA, it ain't hard to find me
21st floor shrimp at Belonte's
time you see me I'm connected to a dime piece
I your styles, although you rhyme quicker
No matter you do, I'll always lace mine thicker
Jealousy will make a fool die than liquor
your back with your niggas
Cause right where they'll stick ya
You see me in the club jeweled up, all
I give to my homies, then I bounce the fuck home
Bodyguards are something that I just do
Cause if I'm after you black, I'm gonna clap too
Money all my homies look brand new
I don't fuck with the fakes, I make with the true
Ice ­ baby chopping that real, you knew
I sound hard, but nigga I can die too

I'm as real as you