Luyện nghe bài hát If You Fear Dying

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

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

i'm in with the of Ali Touré
as I target more heads than a on ash wednesday
paid and hanging you pigs on ropes
have the mic or my heater but you can't both
you could one, catch the blast of the other
i'm Chicano soprano off my pitch arrow
i'm a put a in your diamond pimp cup
so vest up i'm your cross right side up
i'm the press leak, yo, that your aide
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 your veins
i'm the, i'm the dusk, i'm the frightening
i'm a hole in the pipeline i'm a road side

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