Luyện nghe bài hát Samurai Showdown (raise Your Swords)

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

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

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

Steel fragments bein' chipped off a sword slash
With the of big crash in your dash board with no airbag
He drove a ninety nine quick to pick a lock
Lick a shot, respect the and crips a lot
Plus the God ride saggin' in his seat

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

Abbot's sword novas match his magnum opus deluxe strok
Son move a ghost, struck in an instance
Unnoticed like a lamp post, radar sharp precision
Explode till his clips unload, it's a samurai

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

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

Crept in silent, the steel wind, chrome screwed on tight
Kept the gunshots sealed in, we attack, full fledge
With Chicago Bull red bandanas tied tight around our heads
With the force of a sledge, stainless steel blade
Chopped the wedge, slit this analog derelicts

Who thought that he could go against the truth and the Gods
And back from the will of Allah, you'll be facin' the firing squad
Of a thousand out to mark ya
The bill top scully king blocks like jelly beans
in my nest restin up on the telly scene

Murderous rap to me, is ego felony 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 tekken

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