Luyện nghe bài hát Pain

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

What, ("you some pain..")
like this, what, what
it out, yo

[shogun
is war niggaz, a duel to the death
You better sure your swords sharp
And you got a heart
Cause, I for the throat
And stab them with a note
pierces the eardrums
Those are the equally
Now stunned
victim of the shogun
A spinal to the cerebellum
So, go ahead, try to run in
Cause I firm on my warrior stance
to be-head you, dead you
Rid body of a soul, make it an empty vessel
Because, rhymes ain't punctual
My or factual, that's why I verbally attack you

Yo, aiyyo, aiyyo, check this
Thousand dollar for line paragraph causin' ruckus
Towards y'all, weak motherfuckin analog
Tryin' to come into the mist of my shit
You get flipped on, snapped on your bone
And a spike, cause I like snake niggaz in my eyesight
Cause, I'm so agile and so to pull
My razorblade sharp out the case
And chop face, disgrace y'all to another place with
No traces behind, where the body was laid out
For the to figure out
That it was one swing from the
decapitated his head from his shoulders

"you can't me"
"get out of my head"

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

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

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

[killa
Yo, I'm a landmine, schemin' on air-time
Keepin' on the standby, and blow the crowd with their hands high
For now I sounds of the coliseum down
First round, face down, lace clowns a nightgown
Light brown, deck down
Eyes wide as I recite, the mic
With satellites, cream
To right, fleein' the scene
Team fights with the livest
So, killarm, strike your moment of
Live degrees, you're eatin' them off
That's the why your legion fell off
You popped wanna be war pawns
Once, the on, and al pachino won the last of red dawn
Open mic session, you
Spark a party up, somethin
The that my niggaz bring forth is unbearable
Yo, I'm tellin' you...it's da

Outro: *various talk samples*

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