Luyện nghe bài hát March Of Death

I was with the voice of a riot, a storm
Lightening the function, the
Far the norm, I won't follow like cattle
I'm like the catalyst,
calm in the mix of
Who let the cowboy on the
He don't a missile from a gavel
Para terror troopin' flippin' loops of death innocent flesh
But i'm back in the cipher my and friends
a verse and a pen
against a line I tow or defend
instead I 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
con who serve a
lethal needle to the poor, the cure for is murder?
I was born with the voice of a riot, a storm
Lightening the function, the
Far from the norm, I won't follow cattle
I'm more the catalyst,
in the mix of battle
Who let the cowboy on the
He know a missile from a gavel

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

I read the news
oh boy
a snap shot of a ploy
and powerless
devoured my hours I'm
with no
'Cause a now holds the sky
another high-tech driveby
A lie is a lie God is an eagle
or a for war nothing more
Islam peace, stare into my eye brother
off our knees
To beef now we feed their
interlocked our hands seas
is a flag is a rag but a shroud out loud
outside my window is a crowd
'Cause a cowering child just took her last
one in the march of death

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

here it comes the sound of from above
he flex his Texas twisted
the lined up to kill in desert slums
for oil that burn the desert sun
now we spit flame to flip this
all the are taking aim
all are taking aim
the targets are taking aim