Luyện nghe bài hát If You Fear Dying

the bastard son i non fiction
in exile for a while now with raw
never be a pawn the be upon you
Fela with my heart in Venezuela
its a world favela so the novela
i'm out of the with a blade and some cheddar
for whole new world order you to bow down
to the now of slavery this era be
terrible terror terrified
why would we ever let a few christian fictions
our tomorrow following them
cause got a gun to its head

the coming
rising the dawn of a red sun
if you fear then you're already dead

i'm in with the of Ali Touré
as I more heads than a priest on ash wednesday
paid and hanging you pigs on ropes
have the mic or my heater but you can't both
you could snatch one, 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 downed your
i'm the orange jump suit that's tailor
i'm the crescent, the sickle, so sharp the
i'm the flick of the shank that opened your
i'm the, i'm the dusk, i'm the calm
i'm a hole in the pipeline i'm a road bomb

the coming
rising like the of a red sun
if you fear dying then you're already