Luyện nghe bài hát Futurama

[Ill
got AIDS infectin' the globe, Laser weapons and Clones
Comfortable as Presidents, Death, intelligence
organs, post-mortem, alien ?
Get your vibe
Who decides truth? guys in and suits?
coups from private schools?
We got rules of taunt, of war, using thoughts like swords
Pay for groceries, the DNA clothes in vocal cords
The of the world has already been bought
programmed to kill and ready for war
Drink your cocaine 'cause drugs is
Androids rule, the of New York, screamin' "Fuck the people"
Even a priest can fall in with evil
If a bitch to suckin' his dick, swallow nothing, the semen
Election day, americans will vote for demons, overachieving
Yo we blow, or blow up pieces

Welcome to futurama, where the cyborgs will shoot ya
A between terminator 3 and Tutankhamun
This is I'll Bill reporting for a new
Ready to rock the ruger nine shinin'
This is futurama, where the will shoot ya mama
A between terminator 3 and Tutankhamun
This is I'll Bill for a new assignment
Ready to rock with the ruger shinin'

The is tightening, news of sightings, the truth's frightening
Kabbalah studies in 51 produced by the
the sergeant, the one handle and largest, the vents
Made the top of department, fire bomb and projects
Video farewells off to majesty is all for
Ya never hold a grudge, they can judge us to
My fast, the IRS be thuggin' with masks
On the run for war games, bugs, and cash
I rob anyone, a lawyer with a gun in his
Beneath, the of human ash, the gun and the ?bag?
Gangsta, Ketamine the medicine Pirelli spin, the new water
(Speakin through television Benny Hin?)
We rock blazin', pop like hockey raids
'Pac was framed, cloned him in the spot near the caves
To vegetate, credit to detonate
bombs, nuclear arms, super market, cancer and farms

[Ill
At the club, fist, knives, and guns
are ?, cannabalistic humanoid
Underground drugs, blood
Sorta like slayer did in '86, communicate aliens, there he is
I made run DMC sell me, the soul, make your head explode
With the chip, by remote control, I told them all what to expect
Fuck love and respect, when you're on your knees with a gun to head
See masonic temple's lost truth, god's that size proof
plated 9's shoot, crimes loot
I recruit the true mistics, I turn goon's
We too sadistic, comin' at you 2 biscuits