Luyện nghe bài hát Kyla

Who raised by wolves, by gorillas
Caged fighters, and killers,
Skateboard kids, drug dealers,
Pro snowboarders, and bikers they all us.
I guess its the adrenaline that flows in us.
Run with my sons of we all winners.
All got in our blood, we go-getters.
Something out there we want, we wont let up.
axe warriors, we armed to the teeth,
And I'm a little monster, a beast.
White rabbit, sabbath, bad habits.
My girl's in with a thug, and a drug addict.
evil, back to my high,
Til I poison the oceans, and the sky.
No need born, horns and wings,
Torn between good, and very bad things.
We the force protectors,
You don't to fuck around with the corpse collectors.
My partner, Mr. Cloak'n'Dagger.
Im the blazin' angel, for raisin hell,
And we don't on changin'.

New breed, blooded thoroughbreds.
Organized, don't without the go-ahead.
Wanna to my crew? Go ahead.
Once its on, stop til we know ya dead.
Street soldiers, you want to enter my circle,
hundreds of thunderous tempers.
New breed, full thoroughbreds.
Once its on, wont til we know ya dead.

Out the mouth of madness, these truthful words,
Swollen Members will emerge, converge, and take.
Approach those who make promises don't intend to keep.
rise up, but my beliefs, the miracle on earth,
Some experience, all will see.
I appear in locations, (where) selected.
Prepare for our as rare as Led Zepplin. (Right)
Were graceful as sharks, we hunt our profession. (Let 'em know)
You get the if you mess with the horns.
You should told your homie, a lesson for em. (Tell ya boy)
Be impressed with my storm, it conform the shoreline,
In wartime it more strength, full of lust. (Yeah)
More like, my goal. Mine as bright as prophecy,
Fulfilled by my steel will, and of M.A.D.
The grand inquisitors, beyond all and perimeters
The of the land cant limit us. (naw)

New breed, full thoroughbreds.
Organized, kill without the go-ahead.
step to my crew? Go ahead.
Once its on, wont til we know ya dead.
Street soldiers, you don't to enter my circle,
Theres of thunderous tempers.
New breed, full thoroughbreds.
Once its on, wont til we know ya dead.

My first spirit dance with the strength of a chief,
Deeper then a dead chest, there is no rivalry.
We survive time, while we build our lethally.
We are the word on the street, yet to secrecy.
Basements, nightclubs, clubs, alleyways,
Our people are well prepared, there all for the day, (it's here)
Where they can proudly say "we for a reason".
Everyone in black bandanas allegiance.