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?
you reppin' now?
Up in the club my thugs, let em out..
Battle Axe the set.
Son, it out!
We don't rockin', neck poppin',
We got the hostage.
Block on lock, topics,
Can't 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,
of darkness, and legacy of castles.
Move from the for the fire engulfs,
Check pulse, the impulse of werewolves.
the body back into the woods,
Detach the back and tear the goods.
on the heap like metal scraps.
Enter the sandman, speed and rap.
Take advantage, your average 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.
entering restricted regions,
Fit to be evicted by my allegiance.
My people be mean people,
We been lethal since the 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 that made 'em afraid of the game,
And 'em to rest, the recipe that made us a name.
Cave in chest, I'm wired, I'm unable to rest.
your top gun man, we disable the best,
From liable to and combust with no discussion.
Head rush, we trust, you get with nothin'!

(Chorus)

Caution!

4: (Madchild)
Quit and flossin', on shit.
this 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.
your vacant brain with blinding migraines.
You'll find I'm not sane, you'll I'm not vain.
I terror, an unbearable arrogant character,
Comparable to experiments.
69 Fastback can't pass me, Mustang,
bitch, I'm nasty!
I'm uncommon, and erotic.
freak speaks..
You it? You got it.
Not a lot of competition for a personality,
I ain't livin' in reality.