Luyện nghe bài hát On the Eve of War

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, Paz baby
Yeah, yeah,

There is no escaping once my blade scraping
My indeed make more niggaz bleed
Wannabe of the is shaken
So swift naked eye record the speed

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

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

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

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

With the rose now and its to climb
With the heat and wind and rocks combined
It's hard to stay aliened the is an obstacle
Within each chamber the it unstoppable

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

Wearin' red with silver trim
Fightin' outta Philadelphia,
is how we do it
His game is and there's nothing to do

I ain't shaking but I have skill spin
What's the deal, GZA, Genius
Got the chance in life to myself

Stoups on the track, yeah my man on the boards
Those who dare oppose us stand
Knee in the blood of their children
Is that he who follows the pleasure of

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