Luyện nghe bài hát Samurai Showdown (raise Your Swords)

Get gun
Yo yo, it's a samurai showdown, samurai
Aight, DZA, how dare you me?
You will die the tip of my sword today
The trenches, we must calm
Right, to die

Yo, it's born, young Lord, raise your swords
Yo, it's born born, young Lord, raise swords
Yo, it's born born, Lord, raise your swords
Yo, it's born born, Lord, raise your swords

Yo, yo, hailin' from the of Shaolin, golden claw
Talon twirl and one swirl of the fatal splits your Island
Wu killa bees stingers back on the again
The alarm again, six direction deflection
Bones like opposite sides of magnets

Steel fragments bein' off a singing sword slash
With the force of big crash in your dash board with no
He drove a nine Jaguar quick to pick a lock
Lick a shot, the bloods and crips a lot
Plus the God from ride in his seat

Blastin' wu tryin' to plot his next hit
He took a drag of the elements that composed
Atmospheric gas, to let off his sword
And full blast kept his mind focused, meditation half lotus

Abbot's sword couldn't match his magnum opus deluxe strok
Son move a ghost, struck in an instance
Unnoticed like a lamp post, sharp precision gunfire
Explode till his clips unload, it's a samurai

Yo, it's born born, young Lord, raise your
Yo, born born, young Lord, raise your swords
Yo, born born, young Lord, raise your swords
Yo, it's born, young Lord, raise your swords

Yo, it's born born, Lord, raise your swords
Time for everyone to go
Yo, born born, young Lord, raise your swords
Time for to go accord

Crept in silent, the wind, chrome silencers screwed on tight
Kept the just sealed in, we attack, full fledge
Chicago Bull red bandanas tied tight around our heads swing
With the force of a sledge, single-edge steel blade
Chopped the wedge, slit analog derelicts head

Who even thought that he go against the truth and the Gods
And fall back from the will of Allah, be facin' the firing squad
Of a archers out to mark ya
The bill top scully king blocks bullest like jelly
Birds in my nest restin up on the telly

Murderous rap track to me, is ego can't accept?
What you analog cats be tellin' me, I get the weapon
Won't hesitate for one second to break your
Like big jack from

Yo, born born, young Lord, raise your swords
Yo, it's born born, Lord, raise your swords
Yo, it's born born, young Lord, raise swords