Luyện nghe bài hát Shell Shock

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

Sadly, tragedy
Lost in captivity, imagine me clappin
Big barrels, heavy ammo, man the
Packed in commando, rapidly supreno
Crack my fingers on
I torture you with orchestra tackle on your back, the
No time to react, combat, flyin scrap
degrees, cherry instant fire, live wire
Dunn, rock it til your drop, over tree tops
Collosal current enforcin, outer bridge
One foot first, is the rebirth, the arson
Caution, furnace flyin, deserters try to ball us
Over the face of the surface
The is heatin up, demon from the east wing
bullet, leave you barely breathin and barely seein
A blaze, biblical plague in amaze
Riddle the box, in cops
Sky hugger, Space Jam, in the blizzard of rocks
A space invader, laced with lazers and omega weapons
Magnificent 7, this cannibal mouth, spectrum
an animal house, fume at 11

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

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

Razah]
Bloody Red Hook, money and
Get out my face them funny looks, ya better off studyin books
Let the weed burn, they dead, I feed em the worms
Y'all be up and showin off, in needin to learn
You know the sun as the Earth turns
Nowadays is the ghetto germ, knockin off whoever
I dip brain in the blood of fire, prophecize like Jeremmiah
Turn a crowd to a choir, hot space ships
Fed niggaz who I hate with, I be Apocalyspe, of the Crypt
Raise the dead out the realm a 6
by the smell of the clips, gun smoke, shots hit
We surrounded by Hell and politics, bulletproof or hollow
I'm the silencer on the clip
The widow maker, Heaven Razah, put of curse on whoever
Snatch the belt off the weighter
I be a Swarm alligator, slap way across equators
When the dare try to flaunt they

x1.5]

* Various talk in club with Poppa Wu sample in *