Luyện nghe bài hát Sensational Breed

Get up!

(Chorus)
(Son Doobie)
We out, don't have me pull the weapon out.
Get it out, you at?
What you reppin'
Up in the my thugs, better let em out..
Battle Axe the set.
Son, it out!
We don't stop rockin', poppin',
We got the hostage.
Block on lock, topics,
stop it, got ya head knockin'.

1: (Prevail)
Yo..
Static, distortion, and noise.
The champion's close, you can tell by the voice.
Someone's to bleed, the sensation of speed,
The breed..
From the secret society, of shadows,
Purity of darkness, and of castles.
Move from the spark for the engulfs,
Check pulse, the impulse of werewolves.
the body back into the woods,
Detach the and tear into the goods.
Tossed on the heap like scraps.
Enter the sandman, metal and rap.
Take advantage, your rappers can't.
Too temples, imagine that.
BPM's of a Mack-10, of an automatic,
My amazing performance take it when you thought you had it.

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2: (Moka Only)
Got I bet you get warm.
I'm an electric storm.. Anything the norm.
You're restricted regions,
Fit to be by my strict allegiance.
My people be mean people,
We been lethal the beginning up to the Bad Dreams sequel.
the green, I got the label to thank.
I'm caffinated, all the way to the bank.
I'm fascinated how you to the fame,
We came, we saw, we conquered, the remain,
To be the ultimatium made 'em afraid of the game,
And laid 'em to rest, the recipe made us a name.
in your chest, I'm wired, I'm unable to rest.
Send your top gun man, we the best,
liable to burst and combust with no discussion.
Head rush, we trust, you get with nothin'!

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Caution!

4: (Madchild)
Quit and flossin', on shit.
Kickin' track, my mind's a mosh pit.
Blood drops from copper faucets.
Sick thoughts through my mind, I'm exhausted.
You hang loose, hang ten.
Full of and adrenaline, a man among men.
Contaminate your vacant brain blinding migraines.
You'll I'm not sane, you'll find I'm not vain.
I terror, an unbearable arrogant character,
to terrible experiments.
69 Fastback can't pass me, Mustang,
bitch, I'm nasty!
I'm uncommon, and erotic.
Control speaks..
You it? You got it.
Not a lot of competition for a personality,
Cause I livin' in reality.