Luyện nghe bài hát Exodus

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

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

Yo.. we come for guerilla warfare
Never soldiers to the heart
And hose them 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 caps
remember when would shoot joints
Now niggas be wildin' placing hollow
Cause in rat race, shit be moving at a murderous pace
Mad got slugs to the face, OG packs kilos
Over losers and cilo, prepare like a scout
I hold the on the delo
In this age of idolatry, mad worship u vanity
If Five ?? you nigga maintain - insanity
Hope you see the light ­ like the prism's true
a few remain brothers, fuck the others
In this cold world ­ the war controlled by the trigger
Revelation or the scripture got to be that nigga

So if want to bite the sound like Tyson
Deck him in the eye, murder sit down like ryerson
You dis, don't even try son
Hey yo, Pizzone ­ I'm the you need to keep ya eyes on
Yo who the don, who plays it all long?
50 mill strong, Handle like napalm. Word is
Who get it on when it's time to a bomb?
Sadq keep it cool and calm with the
Droppin emcee's to their knees and them pie straight
Dust and take and 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 they
It's time to meet your maker step into the new
I data like intel Pentium
So follow me, I blame for God we bust
Top Gun, bright, smooth 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 neighborhood
Street of my styles, no smiles, to gun down the golden child
Still on for my old endeavors
Cold weather got catched trying to buck wholes in my fucking
is soft like butter, leathers and felt
Time to it up and melt
Felt the welts from belt buckles to brass knuckles
all the jokes and chuckles ­ let's all get together
My fam thick together
Trick off and off together
No matter the
ease on down to the bow and to the bricks
When I to squeeze, I won't ease off a bit
be no teams up in here with no clashes
Just bunk sleds boot shines up in the masses

Life got no guarantees, I'm looking for the long
When I'm in LA, it hard to find me
21st eating shrimp at Belonte's
Every time you see me I'm to a dime piece
I check your styles, although you quicker
No matter what you do, I'll always lace mine
will make a fool die quicker than liquor
Watch back with your niggas
Cause that's right where stick ya
You see me in the club up, all alone
I give love to my homies, I bounce the fuck home
are something that I just don't do
Cause if I'm after you black, I'm gonna clap too
Money makes all my homies brand new
I don't fuck with the fakes, I make with the true
Ice ­ chopping that real, thought you knew
I might hard, but nigga I can die too

I'm as real as you