Luyện nghe bài hát Judgement Day

Red, black, and green, you what I mean?
Like the devil did all shit.
is judgement day..
Jesus is black...
is judgement day..
Jesus is white blond hair, and blue eyes...
is judgement day...
Do black people get in heaven, mommy,
is judgement day..
And as of the KKK, kill all niggers!
Judgement day, 666, no time to pray, so say amen,
We're for Armaggedon,
I'm as I'm sweatin',
As I walk the flatlines, we're runnin time.
Dead by day is what I said though,
I'd rather be dead is I said so take it slow.
Time to pay back, so hit the back,
Visions of killin' in a psychotic flash back.
God's gonna get me, that's what they me a minute ago,
The fallen angel strangle row,
And in that time I one thing, jack,
Follow the yellow road, and don't look back.
Now tryin' to get me, but I'ma get you first,
The unholy dead, so now I think it's worse.
Good and evil collide, and nigga hyde,
Put 'em and you get another homicide.
Suicidal tendencies 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 are you, to tell me what's right 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 can't it, 'cause I can't trust it,
Swagger, the preacher busted.
You're goin' to hell, for all sins,
Pins and needles, and pins.
Voodoo doctor, on the with vodka,
The preacher got busted a whore, got ya!
Man on the moon, but can't fly right,
Now gonna fake his death, he can't die right.
Selling on the corner but you'll pay,
For all sins, it's judgement day.
Day of judgement, God is calling!
laughing spreads his wings, Oh lord yeah!
You fuckin' sinner, blind ass bitch,
from the poor, just to get rich.
Judgement day, you're gonna pay and burn,
They're gonna tie your ass to a and let ya burn.
For all that punk ass shit you tried, the lord!
be quiet!
'cause you can't wash me, I'm not brain dead,
You're off takin' two to the head.
day, Armaggedon is on it's way,
Now the last thing you do is pray.
You say you're for all those things you did,
But that work.
You say you're sorry for all souls you stole,
But don't work.
You say sorry for stealin' that money out the collection plate,
Now meet fate, it's judgement day!
Satan laughin', oh yeah!(14x)