Luyện nghe bài hát Shell Shock

[Leatha
To my hard rocks, locked in cell blocks, shell shock
Melt the ox in your face, in the penalty box
My heart pumps poisonous blood, your choice, the slugs
You do in the rain, than your name is mud
Major love to thugs in the back of the
Strapped for what? TO avoid stuck and blazed up
up, struck from the waste up, embraced by the muts in the cut
Bullets sizzle up, leave you fucked, intense cut
>From and Uey, verbal gymnast
Volvo, fitness, over tracks leave statistics
Tripped into the realm chrome shines like sunlight
Half of my life is right, the other half is a gun
Uptight jake harassin for college
101 question askin in of the paddy wagon

Sadly, tragedy
Lost in captivity, me happily clappin
Big barrels, ammo, man the mammal
Packed in commando, rapidly practice
my fingers on pianos
I you with orchestra tackle on your back, the jackel
No time to react, combat, flyin metal
Kamikaze degrees, cherry instant fire, wire
Dunn, rock it til your drop, over tree tops
current enforcin, outer bridge crossin
One foot first, is the rebirth, the crime
Caution, flyin, deserters try to black ball us
Over the face of the Earth's
The heat is heatin up, from the east wing
Hitman's bullet, you barely breathin and barely seein
A critically blaze, biblical plague in
the box, smmothered in cops
Sky hugger, Jam, slam in the blizzard of rocks
A space invader, laced with lazers and with weapons
Magnificent 7, this cannibal mouth, gangsta
an animal house, fume at 11

[Chorus x2: Leatha Face - Soldiers]
We shocked, we burn hotter than a meltin pot
Your 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 wired by the watts, exterminate ya, ya
War displayed by the niggaz

On his wrist saw the spiral, hand
Last man to eat tracks you straight up, hit up a white dude
Jean jacket, Austrailian gats, Mediterainian
the back with the joint on his neck
Who feelin this? Thugs love this, we way above sea level,
Check out the glove, stay bloodied up, plug
Verbal hygiene, the Golden Arm, plus stay warm
See ya out in Mexico, we The Swarm
All niggaz snatch money, watch the sweater, my Fila
cost cheddar, with the heat out
Brolic, extra large, dynamic, your ceramic in half
Go The Grain, we feedin 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, bummy clothes

[Hell
Bloody Red Hook, money and
Get out my with them funny looks, ya better off studyin books
Let the burn, they brain dead, I feed em the worms
be actin up and showin off, in needin to learn
You know the sun shines as the Earth
Nowadays is the germ, knockin off whoever concerned
I dip your in the blood of fire, prophecize like Jeremmiah
Turn a to a choir, hot wired space ships
Fed who I hate with, I be Apocalyspe, Tales of the Crypt
Raise the dead out the 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 silencer on the loudest
The widow maker, Heaven Razah, put of curse on whoever
Snatch the belt off the weighter
I be a Swarm alligator, slap niggaz way across
When the dare try to flaunt paper

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* Various talk in with Poppa Wu sample in background *