Luyện nghe bài hát Madness

* background

[Intro: Priest]
Up and
Didn't I say gotta come ready for more?
Father forgive us for we know not we do
nuttin here, ain't nuttin you gotta say to that
Now you gonna do about it? What you gonna do
it man?
{*police sirens*} it any day!

Priest]
This is madness, niggas runnin up the block, duckin
Cop cars swervin, niggas squirtin, the burnin
Hell's season, the soul's
We like crows and a hermit, searchin for a higher learnin
The burnin, lightnin bolts comin down
Hittin coasts, leavin niggas comatosed
That's why I the chrome close
And all meet the omen in the moment of most
in churches with my gun, I'm nervous
the service, ask the pastor, "Where do I worship?"
My life is worthless, I done so many nights and murders
The enemy a knife in Curtis
I up in cold sweat, grab my Tec, I'm hopeless
All my homies pullin on roaches of foul
Or loud explosives, return to the hood the child Moses
A in a basket, my gat spit
Till the palbearers the casket
And it, the end of the chapter
The beginnin of the one
The resurrection, imperfection, after death
The black son in the ghetto
The light them from the iron weapon
is madness...

[Chorus: Killah
This is madness, is madness...

[Killah
night beneath the cherry moon, we rarely move
Peace to the ghetto nation, three million
poppin Satan, feel our feather wings
Eloheim as we bury
Our fathers garbage in their blood streams
The novel of Apollo, thug thing
Blood, money and cancer a dope fiend
My hungry sellin drugs, Verazine got me feelin buzzed
Ghetto felonies, my niggas face the judge
The witness tryin to his mug, the D.A. tryin to taste his blood
And the lawyers is the court employers, showin fake
The court system is 33 and 1 third of a mace and
While niggas is still and tradin the slugs
{*gat
Who's to blame? I hear callin my name
Sayin, "Please, don't fall in game!"
all in a gang
It's like the ghetto, got me trapped with a ball and a
To them crack rocks I swallow, absorbed in my
Nightmares of shot, record in my brain
My neck and soul dropped and in the flames
night I wanna roll a Dutch, scared to sober up
I'm like a in the cobra's clutch
I'm like a in the cobra's clutch
is enough...

[Killah
You this Proverb baby!

Every day I hear screams outside my window
I see black followed by limos
On forehead I see the devil's symbol
3 6's, do the of the witches
And Grand Wizard, can you withstand the
I see unfold that was told by the prophets of old
Looked up, I saw the clouds in Heaven
like a gigantic scroll
UFO's came down to damage the
3 rolls, saw the lamb with blood on his
While the shove us in stoves
And the government swallow our
I'm gettin drunk of a wild rose
My brain's haunted, roll with much pain and
A fire like that came with the warnin
Bodies bein at the sound of the organ
Saw the skeleton, the of the Four Horsemen
Pull out my dick, chop off my
Take the blood and down my four sins
On the side of Satan's coffin, I see corpses
I start to gettin nautious from demonic

firin & siren sounds*}

[Chorus to fade w/ unknown

Killah Priest]
Sells drugs to Apocalypse