Luyện nghe bài hát Swinging Swords

These rhythms can't me
Hot rhythms me
Can't help but it boy
Swing it swing
Don't the beat that's
this foolish brat
Come on me boys
Swing it swing

<9th prince-over

up, let's take 'em to war, son
Show 'em how it be done
real god
Yeah,
Stimulate the brain
it, check it

<9th

Yo killarmy killers
Industry kid
up through your liver
Dead float the rivers
Murderous is superior from shaolin to nigeria
through the monitor
With the wisdom for fessor (? )
Lyrical kid in
Nat turner was my ancestor
I capture mind put in isolation
the soul automation
Victims became slaves again
the east coast historian
As you oppose
Your walking dead soldiers get close to this
I be shit like moses
Then celebrate guns 'n roses
I turn into startracks
My is symbolic to an axe
I used to be up in the world of mad max
Now come the consequence of the 9th prince
I sit upon my and chop off domes
Then send them to your peoples
So can sew 'em

Yo, yo
You either get down shut the fuck up or an uppercut
enough to muffle up your jaw when we knuckle up
Knuckle what? bacardi hit me than you
You crash dummies respect when the gods is coming through
Eyes up the size of coconuts
Your folding up
Allah the soldier struck and through the cut I and hold you up
Sit back hang from your hip loose kani's
Try to flip it on the strength of your wis' and let you
Savage five trying to test sides
True we're living two shots
We're sending a to your prison
Caught you
a cold sore the money coming in
Juggling the church and street you got me wonderng and catch 'em
I let bless 'em
That's the
You dealing with a madman's
So choose weapon

heard in background>

Word up,
Taking y'all to another war
Hold the battlefield, word up
outs to all my universal soldiers
Killarmy, up
space 9, the clan, word up
of man
My nigga high style, up
To all the soldiers in all the fifty two
New york,
Philadelphia, up
My locked down atlanta, for real
Little rock,
Pittsburgh, up
Washington d.c., upstate for
To all my juvenile that's locked up in tober center
up, ryker's island
Peace to big queen (? ) and
up the God and general wise
wah
Word up to the soldiers
My nigga still locked down in the jungle, son
Word up keep your up son, killarmy gonna represent this shit, son
Word up,
Get out of