Luyện nghe bài hát Judgement Day

Red, black, and green, you know what I
Like the devil did all shit.
is judgement day..
Jesus is black...
This is day..
Jesus is white blond hair, and blue eyes...
is judgement 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,
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 be dead is what I said so take it slow.
to pay back, so hit the play back,
Visions of killin' in a psychotic flash back.
God's gonna get me, what they told me a minute ago,
The fallen angel strangle row,
And in that I learned one thing, jack,
Follow the brick road, and don't look back.
Now they tryin' to get me, but get you first,
The dead, so now I think it's much worse.
Good and evil collide, and nigga hyde,
Put 'em and you get another homicide.
Suicidal tendencies 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 me what's right and wrong?
is in my eyes, I wear no disguise,
You're gonna pay for little white lies.
No Mr. nice guy, I filibust,
When I fuck you, I was disgusted,
But you can't trust it, 'cause I can't it,
Swagger, the preacher busted.
You're to hell, for all your sins,
and needles, needles and pins.
Voodoo doctor, on the with vodka,
The preacher got with a whore, got ya!
Man on the moon, but can't fly right,
Now gonna fake his death, he can't die right.
Selling Bibles on the corner but pay,
For all your sins, it's 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 that punk ass 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, Armaggedon is on way,
Now the last you wanna do is pray.
You say you're sorry for all things you did,
But don't work.
You say you're sorry for all those you stole,
But don't work.
You say sorry for stealin' that money out the collection plate,
Now meet your fate, it's day!
laughin', oh lord yeah!(14x)