Luyện nghe bài hát Swinging Swords

These rhythms deface me
Hot rhythms me
help but swing it boy
Swing it swing
Don't stop the that's
Slapped this foolish
Come on swing me
Swing it swing

<9th prince-over

Word up, take 'em to war, son
Show 'em how it should be
real god
Yeah,
Stimulate the cells
Check it, it

<9th

Yo bounty killers
kid shivers
Shells up through your
Dead corp the rivers
Murderous style is superior shaolin to nigeria
Stalking the monitor
With the wisdom for fessor (? )
kid in processor
Nat was my militant ancestor
I capture mind put in isolation
Control the automation
Victims became slaves again
Read the east historian
As you oppose
Your walking dead soldiers can't get to this
I be shit like moses
celebrate with guns 'n roses
I soundtracks into startracks
My tongue is to an axe
I to be caught up in the world of mad max
Now come against the of the 9th prince
I sit upon my throne and off domes
Then them home to your peoples
So can sew 'em

half>

Yo, yo
You either get down shut the fuck up or an uppercut
Rough enough to muffle up your jaw we knuckle up
Knuckle bacardi hit me harder than you
You dummies show respect when the gods is coming through
Eyes swollen up the size of
Your body up
Allah the soldier struck and through the cut I walk and you up
Sit back hang from hip like loose kani's
Try to it on the strength of your wis' and let you slide
Savage eighty five trying to sides
True we're thirty two shots
We're sending a rocket to your
you bubbling
Like a cold sore the money in
Juggling the church and street you got me wonderng and catch 'em
I let bless 'em
the question
You with a madman's profession
So your weapon

Word up,
Taking y'all to war ground
Hold the battlefield, word up
Shout outs to all my universal
Killarmy, up
space 9, the clan, word up
of man
My nigga high style, up
To all the in all the fifty two planets
New york,
Philadelphia, up
My anna locked atlanta, for real
rock, miami
Pittsburgh, up
Washington d.c., upstate for
To all my juvenile niggas locked up in tober center
Word up, island
Peace to big queen (? ) and
Word up the God and general
wah
Word up to the last
My islord still locked down in the jungle, son
Word up keep your sword up son, gonna represent this shit, son
up, peace
Get out of