Luyện nghe bài hát Samurai Showdown (raise Your Swords)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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