Luyện nghe bài hát Street Terrorism

Sick footage of the streets in
Raw flood the concrete
My team through the night
And fight in the light of a terrorist
We watch the unfold
And hold all of oyu to the floor, war
Screams if heard
By anybody giving a fuck if hurt
We die, bring
And break of the enemy fleet
missions are guarranteed
If in the style of the kamikazi
(Jacken)
We are the
Inflatrate zone silently, but violently
Get our point hit you vitally, quietly
Entering key structure while we casually
Place the ball in tragedy
15 time limit 'til its finished
Will it blow up the spot? everybody in it
Get it, hit it direct, the to break spirit
Inflicit damega like so they feel it
Fear it, in this era more ever
'Cause we sacrifice reflections in the mirror
Like third world soldiers don't stop 'til we ya
Rotate liek can't nobody hold us or trace us
composite sketches were faceless
And we
You can expect tasteless raw footage
See the scope of a missionary
Acting out of the visionary

Carry out the we command, hits
Targets to exist
Lost troops assist and miss
We come through, true street
(Duke)
Strapped with the hit and run
Blast all the on the map and pull back
Act sick ass tank
And smash all the cars in your way that crash
Your weapons, soldier
Take care of the gun that I ya
the orders, street gangs
Run through the city as noe with no
No mre shoulders on the
the line, walk down the hall
No more busting my balls
If we all make sure the law fall
(Jacken)
When you at it defensively
Theye're striknig us with full
Mentaly they're killing me
me with narcotics
Flooding my blocks with product
You bought it and now its psychotic
It's all plotted and we got it
Tail and gun in hand we it
they sensor us
Physically treachor us
Venomus our minds like public cinemas
Unnoticed they desensitize through your eyes
In disguise over televised glamourized
What we wise here saturated
Get inside your mind now you think
city endless guns for the grity
Give me one come see me mimic nitty
Steady in this land we play deadly
Games by misery voices daily

Carry out the plans we command,
ceaase to exist
Lost troops assist and don't
We through, true street terrorist