Luyện nghe bài hát Shell Shock

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

Sadly, happen
in captivity, imagine me happily clappin
Big barrels, ammo, man the mammal
Packed in commando, rapidly supreno
Crack my fingers on
I you with orchestra tackle on your back, the jackel
No to react, combat, flyin scrap metal
Kamikaze degrees, instant fire, live wire
Dunn, rock it til your knees drop, tree tops
Collosal current enforcin, outer bridge
One foot first, is the rebirth, the crime
Caution, furnace flyin, deserters try to ball us
Over the face of the Earth's
The heat is heatin up, from the east wing
Hitman's bullet, leave you barely and barely seein
A critically blaze, biblical in amaze
Riddle the box, in cops
Sky hugger, Space Jam, slam in the blizzard of
A space invader, with lazers and with omega weapons
Magnificent 7, this mouth, gangsta spectrum
an animal house, fume 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 fire from you tops, your by the shots
Hot by the watts, exterminate ya, terminate ya
War displayed by the real

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

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

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* Various talk in with Poppa Wu sample in background *