Luyện nghe bài hát Saviorz Day

[Intro: Ghostface (Prodigal Sunzini)]
(It's beautiful God, love it as
just get out together, man
In this hard world, I'm tellin' you
You gotta fight, man) Got this
(Yeah blood) You gotta in peace
(Just peace, that's I'm talkin' 'bout
real, the stress) Peace (Uh-huh)

[Ghostface
More prettier jewelry, more breathtakin' than a Farrakhan speech
with a million waitin'
been saved, fuck my caves, those is just gifts
Just imagine if we all wit one
alike, A, B alike, C alike
The knowledge is needed
Wit' Satan off my back, I'm at peace at
No cops, no more Rodney King's
No more peekin' out the wit' the rifle by any means
AIDS don't exist, my sex life's terrific
I get a out of life, I bet my bitch on it
20/20s not coverage
Nightline, big Walters'
Specials now appear more brothers
See Starks up to the promised land
Sunz of Man through, made the world understand
(Promised just the way it goes)

Madam D]
I can't go on
Feelin' the way I
I just go on
the way I see, ooh

[Prodigal
Oh what a vision it would be to see
Every man, and child flow in harmony
But it's so hard in gritty streets of New Yiggy
And every state infested with cobras, mocassins and snakes
We hate, battle jakes, escape the before the love of freedom
We many beaches and leeches
Black drums, kingdom comes slum better day won
No limitations, no hesitations, we sun
Even though I went through hell strivin' to out right
Carryin' heat, survival in these concrete
From the '70s era chrome beretta, of the hood
terror stood these streets better
True princess, sun I'm tryin' to my life more better
Soundin' the strongest of weathers
as feathers, the grand loyal
All from the blood of
A head makes a soft ass
and spoilt, feel me? word up

[Hell
We spend our in the ghetto
enslaved by the plague of the
In the graves, we all when we raised by the metal
Crack vials made us act
Gangsters look we at now
Behind prison gates or in grounds
Role models of a child mis-educated, be down
They gave up fake smiles, along the pounds
How much time does a man need to notice you
And that the God you believe is the reason you breathe?
be the poor, playin' their numbers inside the liquor store
Next apartment to me, is only coke wars
Caught four before Allah, we all the laws
I swear to the truth, the whole truth, when ever we caught
Jum broads became strippers they used to be Queens
A lot of us became followin' dreams
Solomon Kings, that's why we like and rings
Pussy and CREAM, with is what it could bring

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[Outro: 60 Second
I see your life the right
It be nothin' without the S.O.M.
It wouldn't be without the S.O.M.