Luyện nghe bài hát Prophecy

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

I calculate planet alignment like Mayan
atrocities worst than Aristotle
Subjecting children to
Your theory of the galaxy is like Ptolemy
The truth about the universe stuck up Aztec pottery
Unpredictable results like psychology
I stomp the streets with emcees beneath my feet in
But presentation and revolve around autonomy
Searching for
And cutting fake bitches out of my mind like a
So obviously I'm not gonna be here to play
Walked the top of the world and the Arctic circle in flames
Battle the and false prophet depicted in the King James
I give a fuck about your name I don't admire you
Only by records will you be identifiable
Cause the is not reliable
when rap was not economically viable
Comparable to motherfuckers think of me
I might be nobody, but wait till I'm together a symphony
Resounding that will continue infinitely
Angel of punishing all those who live in infamy
And so far away from you
You'll get a glimpse of me
Attempts to extinguish me don't bother me none
Like kids throwing ice cubes at the sun
A victory Immortal Technique will never be done
degrees of losing it every second your adding one
Some niggas dream of pushing kilos but I drop
With more facts and and philosophical logic
a basement full of scientists puffing on chronic
Dipped in mycin cyanide and liquid bubonic
And use it as a one to find the spawn of the demonic
Screaming like onyx is of absolutely no
The poison is dense to clog up your arteries
is not a part of me
I cause you bodily injury permanently be simply verbally me
Is inconceivable of the unbelievable evil injected inside
The blood of my people
And redemption is not located under a steeple
The feeble and the meek in just like the technique
Will inherit the earth, But the will be weak
Mother earth in her decrepit terminal illness
The year three thousand is no happily ever after
Just death following the Reich disaster, a legacy of bastards
With plastic explosives your futures eroded
Cause you forgot that when free it's multiplied indefinitely
By the struggle be the struggle I see
To socialisticly the third world countries
Expose hypocrisy in democracy
Sloppily obsessed with stopping me 'cause I prophecy
Trample and dismantle your philosophy
The same way I stomp the conquering rap
And I'm not a fucking
But that's the fucking