Luyện nghe bài hát On the Eve of War

This is raw, all across the board, Sword Chamber
If it's coming my jaw, then it's pure anger
Heavy metal rap, with a 44
We can settle that, let the mic cord ya

I pay homage to the best of them, like Christopher
And bring drama to the rest of 'em, biscuits from coppers
I'm the Lord-Justice, and we raw gritty
Picture hell, to New York City

I brought a with me, we can capture the ring
And now we merciless than the Statue of Ming
And y'all are more than a pacifist king
You gonna die, like a brawl a gat in the Bing

It's a passionate thing, the way we make
Genuine brilliance or madness, yeah
We all on the same axis
And this chrome thing here leave your frame

The police always trying to aim at us
So I don't when a pig brain splatters
I don't mind we all gonna die soon
I return to the of God's tomb

Yeah, Paz baby
Yeah, yeah,

There is no escaping once my blade scraping
My sword make more niggaz bleed
Wannabe of the MC's is
So naked eye couldn't record the speed

is no escaping once my blade start scraping
My sword indeed more niggaz bleed
Wannabe of the MC's is
So naked eye couldn't record the speed

I don't believe what I'm seeing, I believe it
Ladies and gentlemen, at time we have
to please rise
(You'll quit)
No one will get it, there's no thing quit

Imagine a rhyme in it's prime off the baseline
Skyscraper a support the hang time
Evidence that was left at the of the crime
Trace back to a few outta group of nine

Who performed regardless to the price of the ticket
Off or on stage still kickin'
the footwork of Freddy Adu, it's all new
Now the rap commissioners, wanna clone my shoe

With the now and its difficult to climb
With the heat and wind and rocks combined
It's hard to aliened the course is an obstacle
Within each chamber the force it

Lyrical blaze sharp, I'll cut out your heart
want no part of any type of conflict
Be 'cuz when I respond quick, it gets
The problem goes sick

red trunks with silver trim
Fightin' Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
is how we do it
His is tight and there's nothing to do

I shaking but I gotta have skill spin
What's the deal, baby? GZA,
Got the chance in life to myself

Stoups on the track, my man Soop on the boards
Those who dare oppose us stand
Knee deep in the blood of their
Is he who follows the pleasure of Allah

Like him who has made deserving
The displeasure from
And his abode and
And it is an evil