Luyện nghe bài hát Flaming Swords

My sons, absolutes, and
I like the idea of being a soldier, in the of the lord
(continues preaching)

rivals
We got the kingston young ones there running scared
They ain't seem to have a problem and a bad one
Ahh man, sunz of man teaching
Got the children here, teaching them the problems
And it's the one
Ahh man now we got the ? ? ? ? there
The sunz of man solving problems, yo this the one

1:
Guess this is the end, whatever how never, depart
But not deadered to be or to be severed
A double-header, the black mecca
Catchin wreck from soul, clever, from chives to chedders
For the first who loves it wetter
Well I can make it
In a you letta
soggin, treaty, the ledger
Government minted, chedder, promisary and
New order, enough to register kill or be killed
Take you the heist, forever so
Doin out little to mexico
Now who be the to go
it be sam, will it be fran, or will it be cisco
Or strictly to disco
though one and my own one, soo
Never pet yo, deck pro
The most sensitive intensity the world could expect, yo
Between two
To keep it real I remember we used to cotton out of fields
Got it got it down, yo

2:
As I break yo bones into pieces
And make ya death the
Punch a through ya cleavage
By the way howard
I you been baptized
Fucked up and meet ya maker, two black eyes
And legs, a broken hip, and an iv attached to ya arm
I calm, for the storm
As I shake my up in ya abdomen
And I grab ya friend
And break his fuckin back, watch him
And my servants clap, a standing ovation the whole nation
Yall more, I crank the chainsaw
Next ya knowin, his head start rollin
His swollen, his fuckin tongue is stolen
No more groin or colon, he's moaning and groaning
Exciting, of the titings, thunder and lighting
the sword of the viking, it's frightening
Put down yo fist they'll be no
Just sacrificing, is a good night to take yo life
And leave your in the darkness
Where the jackals prowl upon your
Yo a howl from the cave
Then I snatch out your arms and give to moms
Sing along along sing along

3:
Storm in my fiery harbor, til it get
Silver darts melt in your
Then we begin to march, until we rip this whole fuckin apart

4:
My team be strong, we live right or
Death come calm, sweet wit a
As I speak from the throne in my
My samurai sword made of metal through ya level
in the mist, hate we exist
Clique form my fist, punch you in shit
Styles murderous, justice
Judge those who bitch, cut those who
Modern egypt, presidents
measurements got us dead on cement
Robbin for rent, guage in the
Slave since, return of the prince
Constantine the great, never go for
Sunz of man plan, gold in every
From railhook to deliver ya sword to the bombery
My armory run the
is our policy
The deaf acknowledge me
love peace and honesty
The thugs on the hustle to eat
Cover you sheets, we bury you in beats
my seatbelt my flame is soft melt
We bomb like a stealth and give food for
Not a of me...

5:
Watching enemies stare, hostility in the air
If I have to blaze yo I just wont
We roll in pairs, packin machines, supreme
My gleam, like matches and gasoline
Soldier fanatic, seven slugs punctured the
He died a tread, it was passed the
In a bad position, ya of stuck to yo fuckin religion
Im worse than prison, send yo bones to the
The demolitioner with the codse of
You want drama? bomb yo and yo mama...

(reverend talks end)