Luyện nghe bài hát Judgement Day

Red, black, and green, you know I mean?
Like the did all this shit.
is judgement day..
Jesus is black...
is judgement day..
Jesus is white with hair, and blue eyes...
This is day...
Do people 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,
We're for Armaggedon,
I'm as I'm sweatin',
As I walk the flatlines, we're outta time.
Dead by day is what I said though,
I'd rather be dead is I said so take it slow.
to pay back, so hit the play back,
Visions of preachers in a psychotic flash back.
God's get me, that's what they told me a minute ago,
The fallen angel seven row,
And in time I learned one thing, jack,
Follow the yellow road, and don't look back.
Now tryin' to get me, but I'ma get you first,
The dead, so now I think it's much worse.
Good and collide, Jeckel and nigga hyde,
Put 'em and you get another homicide.
Suicidal tend to get in the way,
Face your sins, Armaggedon, it's 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 right and wrong?
Death is in my eyes, I no disguise,
You're gonna pay for little white lies.
No Mr. nice guy, I filibust,
I said fuck you, I was disgusted,
But you can't trust it, I can't trust it,
Reverend Swagger, the 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 still fly right,
Now he's gonna 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!
Satan laughing his wings, Oh lord yeah!
You mutha sinner, blind ass bitch,
from the poor, just 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 punk ass shit you tried, 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 you're sorry for all things you did,
But that work.
You say sorry for all those souls you stole,
But that work.
You say sorry for stealin' that money out the collection plate,
Now your fate, it's judgement day!
laughin', oh lord yeah!(14x)