Luyện nghe bài hát March Of Death

I was born the voice of a riot, a storm
the function, the form
Far the norm, I won't follow like cattle
I'm like the catalyst,
calm in the mix of
Who let the on the saddle?
He know a missile from a gavel
Para troopin' flippin' loops of death upon innocent flesh
But i'm in the cipher my foes and friends
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
This man child, and wild
Who's gonna chain this back on the leash?
This fuhrer, for sure a
compassionless con who a
lethal needle to the poor, the cure for crime is
I was born with the voice of a riot, a storm
Lightening the function, the
Far the norm, I won't follow like cattle
I'm more the catalyst,
calm in the mix of
Who let the cowboy on the
He don't know a missile from a

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 read the today
oh boy
a shot of a midnight ploy
and powerless
devoured my hours I'm
with no
a scream now holds the sky
under another high-tech
A lie is a lie this God is an
or a for war nothing more
peace, Islam stare into my eye brother
please off our
To beef now we their disease
interlocked our hands across
is a flag is a rag but a shroud out loud
outside my window is a crowd
'Cause a cowering child just her last breath
one snare in the of death

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

here it the sound of terror from above
he his Texas twisted tongue
the poor lined up to kill in desert
for oil that burn beneath the sun
now we spit flame to this game
all the are taking aim
all are taking aim
we're the are taking aim