Luyện nghe bài hát Pain

"you some pain, but I'm known, you can't here me"
"get out of my head" *gun

What, ("you some pain..")
It's this, what, what
it out, yo

[shogun
is war niggaz, a duel to the death
You better make sure your swords
And you got a lyin'
Cause, I for the throat
And stab with a deadly note
That pierces the
Those are the equally
Now you're
victim of the shogun
A spinal to the cerebellum
So, go ahead, try to run in
Cause I stand firm on my stance
to be-head you, dead you
Rid body of a soul, make it an empty vessel
Because, your rhymes punctual
My or factual, that's why I verbally attack you

Yo, aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo this
Thousand dollar line for line paragraph causin'
Towards y'all, weak analog niggaz
to come into the mist of my digital shit
You get flipped on, snapped on collar bone
And a spike, cause I don't snake niggaz in my eyesight
Cause, I'm so agile and so quick to
My razorblade sharp sword out the
And chop face, disgrace y'all to another place with
No traces left behind, where the body was out
For the to figure out
That it was one from the guillotine
decapitated his head from his shoulders

"you here me"
"get out of my head"

9]
Yo, we're holdin' straps of fire to make retire
Or pisteens slugs that your entire
Physical, left niggaz critical
Killarmy the black son to make all nine planets digable
With the to control ninety-nine, keep all minds alligned
All the selfish will be dealt with by the
M-m which stands for marksman, regard the swordsman
Which chop off your head if you don't live
I sincerely allah's mathmatics, camouflage fabrics
I got a revolver, automatics, the black asaitic
Lick em off to a shot at your attic

"soldiers combine the sacred seven men" - sin sample
"killarmy mostly buck whilin'" - islord sample
"soldiers combine the seven men" - killa sin sample
"killarmy profilin' mostly whilin'" - islord sample
"get out of my head" - sample
"soldiers combine the seven men" - killa sin sample

[9th
Yo, I'm a legendary swordsman, bionic man like forces
Seven horsemen, move across coarse sands
I murder niggaz wit my bare
It's in the wu-caves
We hang crusades, salute grenades, the sixty ways like
My has an infer-red, as an eagle
Loitor will lag, blast the brains out of apple
I leave mc's and dj's on twists at
statis, the black knight like latice
Destroy the midnight train, my domain is built like
Beretta 9 the machine
Shogun assason is nigga who chases you in your dreams
Killa sin will kill again with the same
The thief of bagdad could steal life
Pr terrorist and prince moves the middle-east region
It's razorblade season, so all you putty-faced niggaz is bleedin

sin]
Yo, I'm a landmine, schemin' on air-time
Keepin' on the standby, flight and blow the crowd with hands high
For now I amplify sounds of the coliseum
First round, face down, lace clowns like a
Light brown, deck them
Eyes wide as I recite, the mic
satellites, tri-state cream
To travel right, fleein' the
Team fights with the livest
So, killarm, strike moment of silence
Live degrees, well you're eatin' off
That's the reason why your fell off
You popped wanna be war pawns
Once, the war's on, and al pachino won the of red dawn
Open mic session, you
Spark a party up, terrible
The pain that my niggaz bring is unbearable
Yo, I'm you...it's da fuck

Outro: *various talk over

"arm make them, killarm's man"
"you feel some pain, but I'm known, you here me"
"get out of my head" shot*
"...born man, killarm's man"
"you some pain, but I'm known, you can't here me"
"get out of my head"
"you feel some pain, but I'm known, you here me"
"get out of my head" *gun