Luyện nghe bài hát If You Fear Dying

the bastard son i non fiction
in exile for a while now with raw
be a pawn the boomerang be upon you
like Fela with my heart in
its a favela so fuck the novela
i'm out of the cellar with a blade and cheddar
for this whole new order you to bow down
to the now sound of this era be
terrible filled terrified
why would we let a few white christian fictions
our tomorrow following them
cause tomorrow got a gun to its

the tyrant's
like the dawn of a red sun
if you fear dying then you're already

i'm in with the spirit of Ali
as I target more than a priest on ash wednesday
paid and hanging you pigs on ropes
have the mic or my but you can't hold both
you could one, catch the blast of the other
i'm Chicano soprano off my pitch arrow
i'm a put a crack in your pimp cup
so vest up i'm your cross turned side up
i'm the press leak, yo, that your aide
i'm the orange jump suit tailor made
i'm the crescent, the sickle, so the blade
i'm the of the shank that opened your veins
i'm the, i'm the dusk, i'm the frightening
i'm a in the pipeline i'm a road side bomb

the tyrant's
like the dawn of a red sun
if you fear dying then already dead