Luyện nghe bài hát Street Terrorism

Sick footage of the in heat
Raw action flood the
My walks through the night
And fight in the light of a dream
We the scene unfold
And all of oyu to the floor, cold war
Screams if heard
By anybody giving a if you're hurt
We die, self-defeat
And break schemes of the fleet
Planned missions are
If done in the style of the
(Jacken)
We are the
Inflatrate your silently, but violently
Get our accross hit you vitally, quietly
Entering your key structure we casually
the ball in time tragedy
15 time limit 'til its finished
Will it blow up the spot? everybody in it
Get it, hit it direct, the object's to break
Inflicit damega like terror so they it
it, in this era more than ever
'Cause we even sacrifice in the mirror
Like third world soldiers don't stop 'til we ya
Rotate liek folders can't nobody hold us or us
Through composite sketches were
And we
You can expect truly raw footage
See through the of a missionary
Acting out of the visionary

Carry out the we command, hits
ceaase to exist
Lost troops assist and don't
We come through, true terrorist
(Duke)
with the hit and run attack
Blast all the flags on the map and pull
Act like ass tank
And smash all the cars in your way that claim
Your weapons, soldier
Take of the gun that I sold ya
Here's the orders, gangs
Run through the city as noe with no
No mre on the wall
the line, walk down the hall
No more busting my balls
If we all sure the law dogs fall
(Jacken)
you look at it defensively
Theye're striknig us full intensity
physically they're killing me
Filling me narcotics
Flooding my with this product
You it soon and now its psychotic
It's all plotted and we got it
Tail and gun in we shot it
they sensor us
Physically they us
Venomus programming our minds like cinemas
Unnoticed they desensitize infiltrating your eyes
In disguise televised drama glamourized
we wise here saturated lies
Get inside your mind now you patternized
city endless guns for the grity
Give me one come see me mimic frank
Rock in this land we play deadly
soundtrack by misery voices daily

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