Luyện nghe bài hát Shock of The Hour

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Rumdidditty dum dum, rum dum dum
Rum dum dum dum
The shock of the hour,
Judgment day has

(laywiy)
Now it license with million knights the divides and canyon
The shock of the hour has to devour the evil, deceivers, and satan
shin, among men, you wicked, whisperin' devil
Get deep in the flames of hell for the lies you
6 6 6, the mark of the and the number of man
Is s, see yes you just the antichrist is caucasian
'cause you made from God and God is man, on six
The art made believers outta my people and the crucifix
The symbol of death, the of christ, and christa was weak
He came from krishna, God of the hindies, so get weak for your black
Now call on your false god, from zeus to
To armen, diana, I on ela
You wastin' for peace for a feast on the blood of
You babylon, america, all form in griefs
As the apocalypse, spits eclipse, engulfed darkness
The is bound in a bottom less pit
Now fear the doom of death, from the of ruffiah's trumpet
The return of is the legion, the messiah is coming
The angles over hell chastise with pain
Those who worship deplicit darkness and his name
Blesses to the seven souls, 'round the from el villione
And how you take this to the prophets and the puzzled
So devils, run we come, ready to fight
The shock of the hour is power the clock strikes midnight

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(mc ren)
In the twinklin' of an eye, motherfuckers die
Watchin' baby bomber planes rip the sky
Fallin' on your jesus, for the pork chop
Wake ya out your sleep, shit is deep, about to shop
goin' down a mile deep, pushin' up a mile high
Nigga allowed to cry while they disbelieve his god
Fakin' with malcolm x picture on the wall
Motherfuckers shoulda when you got your final call
Think your doin' the brothers a by buyin' a paper
Shoulda your paper, it tells ya the devil raped ya
Stripped ya of the scripture, blood ya then he ya
Gave you a corner, some bitches, and called you nigga
And he pimped ya
mind is a waste, so now you got a taste
The chastise bitch ya shoulda took heed of what the said
Now you're bent outta with no power
Fuck up and waited for the of the hour

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(kam)
What's the whole comin' to for who was snakes?
a gang a rain, hail, snow, and earthquakes, makin' milk shakes
Vanilla killa, it's judgment day
The kinda shit that turn your hair gray, so you pray
it stop before you drop, for goodness sake
Damn I'm seein' that make pregnant women's water break
Oughta make a run for it but you can't
You terrified of that a law had to prove
So there you lie motionless and gave up the
You arrived at the day you dreaded most
It's the shock of the

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