Luyện nghe bài hát If You Fear Dying

the bastard son i spit non
in exile for a now with raw friction
never be a pawn the boomerang be you
like Fela with my heart in
its a world 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 of slavery this era be
terrible terror filled
why would we ever let a few white christian
our tomorrow following them
cause got a gun to its head

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

i'm in with the spirit of Ali
as I target more heads than a priest on ash
paid and you pigs on gold ropes
have the mic or my heater but you can't both
you snatch one, catch the blast of the other
i'm soprano high off my pitch arrow
i'm a put a crack in diamond pimp cup
so vest up i'm your turned right side up
i'm the press leak, yo, that downed aide
i'm the orange suit that's tailor made
i'm the crescent, the sickle, so the blade
i'm the flick of the shank opened your veins
i'm the, i'm the dusk, i'm the frightening
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 already dead