Luyện nghe bài hát March Of Death

I was born with the of a riot, a storm
Lightening the function, the
Far from the norm, I won't follow like
I'm more the catalyst,
calm in the mix of
Who let the cowboy on the
He don't know a from a gavel
Para troopin' flippin' loops of death upon innocent flesh
But i'm back in the cipher my foes and
with a and a pen
against a I won't tow or defend
I curse at murderous men
in suits of professionals who act like
man child, ruthless and wild
Who's chain this beast back on the leash?
This fuhrer, for sure a
con who serve a
lethal needle to the poor, the for crime is murder?
Well I was born with the voice of a riot, a
the function, the form
Far from the norm, I won't follow like
I'm like the catalyst,
in the mix of battle
Who let the on the saddle?
He don't know a from a gavel

on the
on the left, left, right,
on the
on the left, left, right, left (but just a march of death)
on the
on the left, left,

I the news today
oh boy
a snap shot of a midnight
Vexed and
devoured my I'm motionless
no rest
'Cause a now holds the sky
under another driveby
A lie is a lie God is an eagle
or a for war nothing more
peace, Islam stare into my eye brother
please off our
To beef now we feed their
interlocked our hands across
What is a flag is a rag but a shroud out
my window is a faceless crowd
'Cause a cowering just took her last breath
one snare in the of death

on the
on the left, left, right,
on the
on the left, left, right, left (but it's a march of death)
on the
on the left, left, right,
on the
on the left, left,

here it comes the of terror from above
he flex his Texas twisted
the poor lined up to kill in slums
for oil burn beneath the desert sun
now we spit to flip this game
all the targets are aim
all are taking aim
we're the are taking aim