Luyện nghe bài hát Prophecy

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

I calculate planet alignment Mayan astronomy
Discovering atrocities than Aristotle
Subjecting children to
Your theory of the galaxy is primitive Ptolemy
The about 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 like a
So obviously I'm not gonna be to play games
Walked the top of the world and leave the Arctic circle in
Battle the beast and false prophet depicted in the James
I give a fuck your emcee name I don't admire you
by dental records will you be identifiable
Cause the future is not
Remember rap was not economically viable
Comparable to what motherfuckers of me
I might be nobody, but till I'm together like a symphony
Resounding that will continue infinitely
Angel of punishing 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
Like retarded kids ice cubes at the sun
A against Immortal Technique will never be done
Just degrees of losing it every second your one
Some niggas dream of pushing kilos but I tons
With more and formulas and philosophical logic
Then a basement full of scientists on chronic
Dipped in mycin cyanide and liquid bubonic
And use it as a sonic one to find the spawn of the
Screaming like is of absolutely no consequence
The is dense enough to clog up your arteries
Mercy is not a of me
I cause you bodily injury permanently be simply murdering me
Is cause of the unbelievable evil injected inside
The stream of my people
And is not located under a church steeple
The feeble and the meek in soul just like the
inherit the earth, But the earth will be weak
Mother in her decrepit terminal illness physique
The year three is bleak no happily ever after
Just death following the Reich disaster, a legacy of bastards
With plastic explosives your futures been
Cause you forgot that when your free multiplied indefinitely
By the struggle that be the I see
To socialisticly unite the third countries
Expose hypocrisy in democracy
Sloppily obsessed with stopping me 'cause I speak
Trample and your capitalist philosophy
The same way I the conquering rap monopoly
And I'm not a prophet
But that's the prophecy