Luyện nghe bài hát Judgement Day

Red, black, and green, you know I mean?
Like the devil did all shit.
This is day..
Christ is black...
This is day..
Jesus is white with hair, and blue eyes...
This is day...
Do black get in heaven, mommy, huh?
This is day..
And as of the KKK, kill all niggers!
Judgement day, 666, no to pray, so don't say amen,
headin' for Armaggedon,
I'm as I'm sweatin',
As I walk the flatlines, we're runnin time.
by day is what I said sometimes though,
I'd rather be dead is what I so take it slow.
Time to pay back, so hit the back,
of killin' preachers in a psychotic flash back.
God's gonna get me, that's what they me a minute ago,
The fallen angel seven row,
And in that time I one thing, jack,
the yellow brick road, and don't look back.
Now they tryin' to get me, but get you first,
The unholy dead, so now I think much worse.
Good and evil collide, and nigga hyde,
Put 'em together and you get homicide.
Suicidal tendencies to get in the way,
Face your sins, Armaggedon, judegment day.
Day of judgement, God is calling!
And as God has the hour..
Thou not sin, so I grin as I sing a song,
Who the fuck are you, to tell me what's and wrong?
is in my eyes, I wear no disguise,
You're gonna pay for those white lies.
No more Mr. guy, I filibust,
When I fuck you, I was disgusted,
But you trust 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 with vodka,
The preacher got with 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 your sins, judgement day.
Day of judgement, God is calling!
Satan spreads his wings, Oh lord yeah!
You fuckin' sinner, blind ass bitch,
Stealin' from the poor, to get rich.
Judgement day, you're pay and you'll burn,
They're gonna tie ass to a stake and let ya burn.
For all that ass shit you tried, Praise the lord!
be quiet!
'cause you can't wash me, I'm not brain dead,
You're better off two to the head.
Judgement day, is on it's way,
Now the thing you wanna do is pray.
You say sorry for all those things you did,
But that work.
You say you're sorry for all those you stole,
But don't work.
You say you're sorry for that money out the collection plate,
Now your fate, it's judgement day!
laughin', oh lord yeah!(14x)