Luyện nghe bài hát Shell Shock

[Leatha
To my hard rocks, in cell blocks, never shell shock
Melt the ox in your face, in the penalty box
My enemies heart pumps poisonous blood, your choice, the
You do dirt in the rain, than name is mud
Major love to thugs in the back of the
Strapped for what? TO avoid bein stuck and up
Laced up, struck from the waste up, by the muts in the cut
Bullets sizzle up, leave you fist fucked, cut
>From Leatha and Uey, gymnast
Volvo, fitness, over tracks leave statistics
Tripped into the realm with chrome shines sunlight
of my life is right, the other half is a gun fight
Uptight jake harassin for satisfaction
101 question askin in back of the paddy

Sadly, happen
Lost in captivity, imagine me clappin
Big barrels, heavy ammo, man the
Packed in commando, rapidly practice
my fingers on pianos
I torture you with orchestra tackle on your back, the
No time to react, combat, scrap metal
Kamikaze degrees, cherry instant fire, wire
Dunn, rock it til your knees drop, over tops
Collosal enforcin, outer bridge crossin
One foot first, is the rebirth, the crime
Caution, flyin, deserters try to black ball us
Over the of the Earth's surface
The heat is heatin up, demon the east wing
Hitman's bullet, you barely breathin and barely seein
A critically blaze, plague in amaze
Riddle the box, smmothered in
Sky hugger, Space Jam, slam in the of rocks
A invader, laced with lazers and with omega weapons
7, this cannibal mouth, gangsta spectrum
Form an animal house, at 11

[Chorus x2: Leatha - Shaolin Soldiers]
We shell shocked, we burn hotter a meltin pot
Your skeleton drop, as your cells to pop
We dwell on blocks, while you cats my the cops
Blow from you tops, your expired by the shots
Hot by the watts, exterminate ya, terminate ya
War displayed by the niggaz

On his saw the spiral, glass hand
Last man to eat like you straight up, hit up a white dude
Jean jacket, Austrailian gats, raps
Play the back with the joint on his
Who feelin this? Thugs this, we way above sea level, love
Check out the glove, bloodied up, plug this
Verbal hygiene, the Golden Arm, niggaz stay warm
See ya out in Mexico, we implantin The
All niggaz money, watch the sweater, criticize my Fila
Sneakers cost cheddar, the heat out
Brolic, extra large, dynamic, crack your ceramic in
Go against The Grain, we feedin you
What up? Niggaz call it high-tech, big shank
Straight out the kitchenette, in the set
Before I go, all money go
Yeah, you seen him, a 6 O, rockin bummy clothes

Razah]
Bloody Red Hook, and crooks
Get out my face them funny looks, ya better off studyin books
Let the weed burn, they brain dead, I em the worms
Y'all be actin up and showin off, in needin to
You know the sun shines as the turns
Nowadays is the germ, knockin off whoever concerned
I dip your brain in the of fire, prophecize like Jeremmiah
Turn a crowd to a choir, hot wired space
Fed niggaz who I hate with, I be Apocalyspe, Tales of the
the dead out the realm with a 6
Overwhelmed by the of the clips, gun smoke, shots hit
We surrounded by Hell and politics, bulletproof or tips
I'm the on the loudest clip
The widow maker, Heaven Razah, put of on whoever major
Snatch the belt off the heavy
I be a alligator, slap niggaz way across equators
When the try to flaunt they paper

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* Various talk in with Poppa Wu sample in background *