Luyện nghe bài hát March Of Death

I was born the voice of a riot, a storm
the function, the form
Far from the norm, I follow like cattle
I'm more the catalyst,
in the mix of battle
Who let the on the saddle?
He don't know a from a gavel
Para terror troopin' loops of death upon innocent flesh
But i'm back in the cipher my and friends
with a and a pen
against a line I tow or defend
I curse at murderous men
in suits of professionals who act animals
man child, ruthless and wild
Who's gonna chain this beast back on the
This Texas fuhrer, for a
con who serve a
lethal needle to the poor, the for crime 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 like
I'm like the catalyst,
in the mix of battle
Who let the cowboy on the
He don't a missile 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 read the today
oh boy
a snap shot of a ploy
and powerless
devoured my I'm motionless
with no
'Cause a scream now the sky
under high-tech driveby
A lie is a lie God is an eagle
or a condor for war nothing
Islam peace, Islam stare my eye brother
please off our
To now we feed their disease
interlocked our hands across
What is a flag is a rag but a shroud out
outside my window is a faceless
'Cause a child 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 just a of death)
on the
on the left, left, right,
on the
on the left, left,

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