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 poisonous blood, your choice, the slugs
You do in the rain, than your name is mud
love to thugs in the back of the clubs
Strapped for TO avoid bein stuck and blazed up
Laced up, struck from the up, embraced by the muts in the cut
Bullets sizzle up, leave you fist fucked, cut
>From and Uey, verbal gymnast
Volvo, physical fitness, tracks leave statistics
Tripped into the realm with chrome shines like
of my life is right, the other half is a gun fight
Uptight jake for college satisfaction
101 question askin in back of the wagon

Sadly, happen
in captivity, imagine me happily clappin
Big barrels, ammo, man the mammal
Packed in commando, rapidly supreno
Crack my on pianos
I torture you with orchestra tackle on your back, the
No time to react, combat, flyin scrap
Kamikaze degrees, instant fire, live wire
Dunn, it til your knees drop, over tree tops
Collosal current enforcin, bridge crossin
One foot first, is the rebirth, the arson
Caution, furnace flyin, try to black ball us
Over the face of the Earth's
The heat is heatin up, demon the east wing
Hitman's bullet, leave you barely breathin and barely
A critically blaze, biblical in amaze
Riddle the box, smmothered in
Sky hugger, Jam, slam in the blizzard of rocks
A space invader, laced 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 hotter than a meltin pot
Your skeleton drop, as cells start to pop
We dwell on blocks, while you cats held my the
Blow fire from you tops, expired by the shots
Hot by the watts, exterminate ya, terminate ya
War displayed by the real

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

[Hell
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 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 in the blood of fire, prophecize like Jeremmiah
a crowd to a choir, hot wired space ships
Fed niggaz who I hate with, I be Apocalyspe, Tales of the
Raise the dead out the realm a 6
Overwhelmed by the smell of the clips, gun smoke, hit
We surrounded by Hell and politics, bulletproof or tips
I'm the silencer on the loudest
The maker, Heaven Razah, put of curse on whoever major
Snatch the belt off the weighter
I be a Swarm alligator, slap niggaz way across
When the dare try to flaunt paper

x1.5]

* Various talk in club with Poppa Wu in background *