Luyện nghe bài hát Judgement Day

Red, black, and green, you know what I
the devil did all this shit.
This is day..
Jesus is black...
is judgement day..
Jesus is white blond hair, and blue eyes...
This is day...
Do black people get in heaven, mommy,
This is day..
And as leader of the KKK, all niggers!
Judgement day, 666, no to pray, so don't say amen,
We're for Armaggedon,
I'm as I'm sweatin',
As I walk the flatlines, runnin outta time.
Dead by day is what I said though,
I'd be dead is what I said so take it slow.
to pay back, so hit the play back,
Visions of preachers in a psychotic flash back.
God's gonna get me, that's what told me a minute ago,
The fallen strangle seven row,
And in time I learned one thing, jack,
the yellow brick road, and don't look back.
Now they to get me, but I'ma get you first,
The unholy dead, so now I think much worse.
Good and evil collide, Jeckel and hyde,
Put 'em together and you get homicide.
tendencies tend to get in the way,
Face sins, Armaggedon, it's judegment day.
Day of judgement, God is calling!
And as God has the hour..
Thou shall not sin, so I grin as I a song,
Who the fuck are you, to tell me right and wrong?
is in my eyes, I wear no disguise,
You're pay for those little white lies.
No Mr. nice guy, I filibust,
I said fuck you, I was disgusted,
But you can't it, 'cause I can't trust it,
Swagger, the preacher busted.
You're to hell, for all your sins,
Pins and needles, and pins.
Voodoo doctor, on the rocks vodka,
The preacher got busted a whore, got ya!
Man on the moon, but still fly right,
Now gonna fake his death, he can't die right.
Selling Bibles on the corner but pay,
For all sins, it's judgement day.
Day of judgement, God is calling!
Satan laughing spreads his wings, Oh yeah!
You mutha fuckin' sinner, ass bitch,
Stealin' from the poor, to get rich.
day, you're gonna pay and you'll burn,
They're gonna tie your ass to a and let ya burn.
For all punk ass shit you tried, Praise the lord!
be quiet!
'cause you can't wash me, I'm not brain dead,
better off takin' two to the head.
Judgement day, is on it's way,
Now the thing you wanna do is pray.
You say you're for all those things you did,
But don't work.
You say you're sorry for all souls you stole,
But that work.
You say you're sorry for that money out the collection plate,
Now meet your fate, it's day!
laughin', oh lord yeah!(14x)