Luyện nghe bài hát Manilla

We are a people who have historically on the verge on extinction

We have been at times, under much stress
being brought into this country
On many, many slave

Preparations, reparations from
Genius at Genesis, master SEGAs
Punjabi mommy, dissecting on Samaveda
Anointed players who coin phrases, that's metal
Level layers, shades of grey, submission for it
MILF lover under silk who kiss her horses
Pilates to preservin' the body temple
Jazz classics the fattest ass, status
Quotient; my potions soakin' boats in oceans
sickness, I overdid all my finesse pack
Multidecker, new refreshment, from jet snacks
My wisdom, my competition is setbacks
Jetlaggin', very swaggered and my dirty
AMG performance, my don't show no mercy
products, objects, meaningless to the over-standards
Contemplatin' with industralists and planners
Manillas!

Don't ruin us, don't ruin us, don't ruin us, don't us
Don't ruin us, don't ruin us, don't ruin us, don't us
Don't ruin us, don't ruin us, don't us, don't ruin us
Don't ruin us, don't ruin us, don't us God said

Life's work, overseeing the Five
You can accomplish if you survive blackness
living, Kosher kitchen, and co-defendants
Soda sippin', the soakin' rhythms, and vision
Fear no verdict, but I allergic to local prisons
My new resurgence, a due into socialism
moves pay dividends as an old man
Snake-headed Mayan goddess with gold hands
Father sins, his twins into the underworld
Though legendary, I weapon carry for same
My is necessary to save souls
Epileptic diamonds flicker foolish on the wrist
Do my duty to be to the fuck shit
Manufacture goods to service local needs
Dashboards lack the means to show my total
Fast forward floors forge orchids to me
Construct the with thirty bars
tenures, I'm returning home to thirty cars
Jasmine necklace a poor woman on Hindu streets
I gave her Rupees, she me beauty, I temple creep

Don't ruin us, don't us, don't ruin us, don't ruin us
Don't ruin us, don't ruin us, don't us, don't ruin us
Don't ruin us, ruin us, don't ruin us, don't ruin us
Don't ruin us, don't ruin us, don't us God said

Roman logic, prophets, and add tutors
Be more young'ns, 12 o'clock, and then jump the scooters
Through entertainment, I end the to run the future
In time check off my checkouts, too much for computers
Chakra waves, singin' boats, stirring up Dalai
Creation, step in my mental selection Konders
Nightmare women, dream girls, and monsters
Don't confuse my tempation battles for batty
Sole pilot til' my reputation is
Worked the Boticelli saw Venus in this opera
Lost the need security to come and pop-a-lock'a
Still no drinkin', bought this champagne here to wash this vodka
Punk band merchandise patches on coats
you tales of illegal sales by fedded boats
Swallowed by waves, the hollow graves, never float
Sunken carried slaves, tokens to western coasts, Manillas

Don't ruin us, don't us, don't ruin us, don't ruin us
Don't ruin us, don't ruin us, ruin us, don't ruin us
Don't ruin us, don't us, don't ruin us, don't ruin us
ruin us, don't ruin us, don't ruin us God said

Copper alloy bracelet forms recognized and used as currency for
in the 15th century to the mid 20th century.
Their content varied from copper to brass.
Most were manufactured in England or France,
and like trade beads, were for trades with Africa.
The local chiefs on the slave coast of West Africa traded human
cargo for many different commodities and was one of them.
This Manilla was manufactured in Birmingham between and 1850, was
being to Africa to be bartered for one slave, each manilla.
These slaves were packed into hulls of ships and taken to the
West and the Americas to be sold for vast profits if they did
not die the journey.
The Duoro was one of the ships,
trade goods on their way to Africa to pick up
their human cargo, when she hit a rock and sank in