Luyện nghe bài hát On the Eve of War

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

I pay homage to the 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
hell, Philadelphia to New York City

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

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

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

Yeah, Paz baby
Yeah, yeah,

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

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

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

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

Who performed well to the price of the ticket
Off or on stage whatever kickin'
With the footwork of Adu, it's all new
Now the rap commissioners, they clone my shoe

With the now and its difficult to climb
With the heat and and fallen rocks combined
It's hard to stay aliened the course is an
each chamber the force it unstoppable

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

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

I shaking but I gotta have skill spin
What's the deal, GZA, Genius
Got the in life to redeem myself

on the track, yeah my man Soop on the boards
Those who dare us shall stand
Knee deep in the blood of children
Is that he who the pleasure of Allah

Like him who has made himself
The displeasure from
And his and hell
And it is an destination