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

Yo, yo, hailin' the slums of Shaolin, golden claw
Talon twirl and one swirl of the fatal sword splits Island
Wu killa stingers back on the swarm again
The alarm again, six weapon deflection
Bones connect like opposite of magnets

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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