Luyện nghe bài hát Prophecy

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

I planet alignment like Mayan astronomy
Discovering worst than Aristotle
children to sodomy
Your theory of the galaxy is like Ptolemy
The truth the universe stuck up like Aztec pottery
Unpredictable results like psychology
I the streets with emcees beneath my feet in colonies
But and spirit revolve around autonomy
for monogamy
And cutting fake bitches out of my mind a lobotomy
So I'm not gonna be here to play games
Walked the top of the world and leave the circle in flames
Battle the beast and false prophet depicted in the James
I give a fuck about your name I don't admire you
Only by dental records will you be
Cause the is not reliable
Remember when rap was not viable
Comparable to motherfuckers think of me
I might be nobody, but wait till I'm like a symphony
Resounding sound that continue infinitely
Angel of death punishing all who live in infamy
And shine so far from you
never get a glimpse of me
Attempts to extinguish me even bother me none
Like retarded kids ice cubes at the sun
A victory against Immortal Technique will never be
Just degrees of losing it every second adding one
Some niggas of pushing kilos but I drop tons
With more facts and and philosophical logic
Then a full of scientists puffing on chronic
Dipped in mycin potassium cyanide and liquid
And use it as a sonic one to find the of the demonic
Screaming like is of absolutely no consequence
The poison is dense enough to up your arteries
Mercy is not a of me
I cause you bodily injury permanently be verbally murdering me
Is inconceivable of the unbelievable evil injected inside
The blood stream of my
And redemption is not located under a steeple
The feeble and the meek in soul just the technique
inherit the earth, But the earth will be weak
Mother earth in her terminal illness physique
The year three thousand is bleak no happily after
Just following the Fourth Reich disaster, a legacy of bastards
With plastic your futures been eroded
Cause you forgot that when your free it's multiplied
By the struggle be the struggle I see
To socialisticly unite the third countries
Expose hypocrisy in democracy
Sloppily obsessed with me 'cause I speak prophecy
Trample and your capitalist philosophy
The way I stomp the conquering rap monopoly
And I'm not a prophet
But the fucking prophecy