Luyện nghe bài hát Prophecy

So you're the they call....Immortal Technique.
What the fuck you so special nigga?
Huh... the fuck do you do?

I calculate planet alignment like Mayan
Discovering atrocities worst than
Subjecting to sodomy
Your theory of the galaxy is primitive like
The truth about the universe stuck up Aztec pottery
Unpredictable like experimental psychology
I stomp the with emcees beneath my feet in colonies
But presentation and spirit revolve autonomy
Searching for
And cutting bitches out of my mind like a lobotomy
So obviously I'm not be here to play games
Walked the top of the world and leave the Arctic in flames
Battle the and false prophet depicted in the King James
I give a fuck about emcee name I don't admire you
Only by records will you be identifiable
Cause the is not reliable
Remember when rap was not economically
to what motherfuckers think of me
I might be nobody, but wait till I'm like a symphony
Resounding sound will continue infinitely
Angel of death all those who live in infamy
And shine so far away you
never get a glimpse of me
Attempts to me don't even bother me none
retarded kids throwing ice cubes at the sun
A victory against Technique will never be done
degrees of losing it every second your adding one
Some niggas dream of kilos but I drop tons
With more facts and formulas and logic
a basement full of scientists puffing on chronic
Dipped in mycin potassium cyanide and liquid
And use it as a sonic one to the spawn of the demonic
Screaming like onyx is of absolutely no
The poison is dense to clog up your arteries
Mercy is not a of me
I cause you bodily permanently be simply verbally murdering me
Is cause of the unbelievable evil injected inside
The blood of my people
And redemption is not located under a church
The feeble and the meek in just like the technique
Will inherit the earth, But the earth be weak
Mother earth in her decrepit terminal physique
The year three is bleak no happily ever after
Just death following the Fourth Reich disaster, a legacy of
With plastic explosives futures been eroded
Cause you forgot that your free it's multiplied indefinitely
By the struggle be the struggle I see
To unite the third world countries
hypocrisy in America's democracy
Sloppily obsessed with stopping me 'cause I speak
Trample and dismantle capitalist philosophy
The same way I stomp the rap monopoly
And I'm not a fucking
But the fucking prophecy