Luyện nghe bài hát Flaming Swords

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

Arch
We got the kingston young ones there running scared
They seem to have a problem and it's a bad one
Ahh man, of man teaching everywhere
Got the over here, teaching them the problems
And the real one
Ahh man now we got the ? ? ? ? over
The sunz of man problems, yo this the right one

1:
Guess is the end, whatever how never, depart clever
But not to be real or to be severed
A double-header, the black mecca
Catchin from whatever soul, clever, from chives to chedders
For the first who loves it wetter
Well I can make it
In a you letta
Black soggin, treaty, the
minted, chedder, promisary and lettered
New order, to register kill or be killed measurers
you beyond the heist, forever so
Doin out little to mexico
Now who be the to go
Will it be sam, it be fran, or will it be cisco
Or strictly to disco
though one and my own one, soo
Never pet yo, full pro
The most sensitive 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 break yo bones into pieces
And ya death the sweetest
Punch a hole through ya
By the way howard
I hope you been
Fucked up and meet ya maker, with two eyes
And legs, a broken hip, and an iv attached to ya arm
I remain calm, for the
As I shake my javelin up in ya
And then I grab ya
And break his back, watch him collapse
And my servants clap, a standing ovation from the whole
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 moaning and
Exciting, clash of the titings, and lighting
Reveal the 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 your carcass in the darkness
Where the jackals prowl upon grave
Yo hear a from the cave
Then I snatch out your arms and to your moms
Sing sing along sing along

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

4:
My team be strong, we live right or
Death come calm, wit a charm
As I speak from the in my temple
My samurai sword made of metal chop through ya
Devils in the mist, hate we
Clique form my fist, punch you in shit
Styles murderous, sordid
Judge who bitch, cut those who snitch
egypt, diamond presidents
Drug got us dead on cement
Robbin for rent, guage in the
Slave since, return of the prince
Constantine the great, go for bait
of man plan, gold in every state
From railhook to deliver ya sword to the bombery
My run the economy
Rule is our
The deaf acknowledge me
love peace and honesty
The on the street hustle to eat
you with sheets, we bury you in beats
Fasten my seatbelt my flame is soft
We bomb like a stealth and give food for
Not a of me...

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

(reverend till end)