Luyện nghe bài hát Judgement Day

Red, black, and green, you know I mean?
the devil did all this shit.
This is day..
Christ is black...
This is day..
Jesus is white blond hair, and blue eyes...
is judgement day...
Do black people get in heaven, mommy,
is judgement 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, we're runnin time.
by day is what I said sometimes though,
I'd rather be dead is I said so take it slow.
Time to pay back, so hit the back,
of killin' preachers in a psychotic flash back.
God's get me, that's what they told me a minute ago,
The fallen angel strangle row,
And in that I learned one thing, jack,
Follow the yellow brick road, and don't back.
Now they tryin' to get me, but get you first,
The unholy dead, so now I it's much worse.
Good and evil collide, and nigga 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..
shall not sin, so I grin as I sing a song,
Who the fuck are you, to tell me what's and wrong?
Death is in my eyes, I no disguise,
You're gonna pay for little white lies.
No more Mr. guy, I filibust,
When I said you, I was disgusted,
But you trust it, 'cause I can't trust it,
Reverend Swagger, the busted.
You're to hell, for all your sins,
Pins and needles, and pins.
doctor, on the rocks with vodka,
The preacher got with a whore, got ya!
Man on the moon, but still fly right,
Now he's gonna fake his death, he die right.
Selling Bibles on the but you'll pay,
For all your sins, it's day.
Day of judgement, God is calling!
Satan spreads his wings, Oh lord yeah!
You mutha fuckin' sinner, ass bitch,
Stealin' from the poor, to get rich.
Judgement day, you're gonna pay and burn,
They're gonna tie ass to a stake and let ya burn.
For all punk ass shit you tried, Praise the lord!
be quiet!
'cause you brain wash me, I'm not brain dead,
You're off takin' two to the head.
Judgement day, Armaggedon is on way,
Now the last you wanna do is pray.
You say you're sorry for all those you did,
But don't work.
You say you're for all those 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!
Satan laughin', oh yeah!(14x)