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 ones over there running scared
They ain't seem to have a problem and a bad one
Ahh man, of man teaching everywhere
Got the children over here, teaching the problems
And the real one
Ahh man now we got the ? ? ? ? over
The sunz of man solving problems, yo this the one

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

2:
As I yo fuckin bones into pieces
And make ya the sweetest
Punch a hole ya cleavage
By the way howard
I hope you baptized
Fucked up and ya maker, with two black eyes
And legs, a broken hip, and an iv attached to ya arm
I remain calm, for the
As I my javelin up in ya abdomen
And then I grab ya
And break his back, watch him collapse
And my servants clap, a standing ovation the whole nation
Yall want more, I crank the
Next ya knowin, his head start rollin
His body swollen, his tongue is stolen
No more groin or colon, he's just 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, tonight is a night to take yo life
And your carcass in the darkness
Where the jackals prowl upon grave
Yo a howl from the cave
Then I snatch out your arms and to your moms
Sing along sing sing along

3:
Storm in my harbor, til it get dark
Silver darts melt in heart
we begin to march, until we rip this whole fuckin world apart

4:
My team be strong, we right or wrong
come calm, sweet wit a charm
As I from the throne in my temple
My sword made of metal chop through ya level
Devils in the mist, we exist
form my fist, punch you in your shit
Styles murderous, sordid
Judge those who bitch, cut who snitch
Modern egypt, diamond
Drug measurements got us on cement
Robbin for rent, guage in the
Slave ever since, return of the
the great, never go for bait
Sunz of man plan, gold in state
From railhook to libya ya sword to the bombery
My run the economy
Rule is our
The deaf acknowledge me
love peace and honesty
The thugs on the hustle to eat
Cover you with sheets, we bury you in
Fasten my seatbelt my flame is soft
We bomb like a stealth and give for health
Not a of me...

5:
Watching enemies stare, floats in the air
If I have to yo I just wont care
We roll in pairs, machines, movin supreme
My team gleam, like and gasoline
Soldier fanatic, seven punctured the attic
He died a tread, it was the asking
In a bad position, ya should of stuck to yo religion
Im worse prison, send yo bones to the pigeons
The demolitioner with the of honor
You drama? I'll bomb yo and yo mama...

(reverend till end)