Luyện nghe bài hát Talk to Me

We return from the of the badland
With a gun and a knife in our
Went to war with the Devil and
He wore a bad toupee and a tan
So high now, hoping I land
On a Thai stick, moving Thailand
On the radio, heard a hijack
Government be in debt they cook crack
I move in a world of
Obey no rules, I'm me
Smoke kush, transport to the
found a joint in my passport
Pull and I gave him what he asked for
Goddammit, it's a motherfucking
bribe, made it back into America
Hit and maneuvered out the area
Rhyme animal, pitbull
Rap terrorist, terrorize, it up
Brought gas and the to flare it up
Michael might go psycho
On any ally or
Born Black, that's on arrival
My job is to fight for
In spite of these white folk

This is warfare that you have been dealing with.
This is not a fight you have been dealing with flesh and blood
But this is a fight principalities and evil doers and unclean spirits
(RTJ3 motherfuckers)

Brave men die face down in the Vietnam muck so I could not style on you
I didn't walk uphill both ways to the booth and to not wild on you
You baby Jesus killed Hitler just so I'd whisper?
When you're safe and sound and these crooks tap your phone and now have a file on
What, me worry? Nah, buddy, lost before, so what?
You get it, I'm dirt, motherfucker, I can't be crushed
Fuckers, open the books up and bullshitting the kid
My dick got a Michelin star, I'm on par the best ever took the gig
I'm a super cat, don dada to dusk, don't bother to touch
I got firm clutch on the grip and the
I might ghost a tank, take a ride to the bank
I'm the son of Rubin rushing full-thrust
Don't flash weak shit to the Shark judge
real good 'cause I'm smart and stuff
We a good crew to fuck with, to love

I told suckers, I told y'all suckers.
I told y'all on RTJ1, then I told ya again on RTJ2, and you ain't believe me.
So we go, RTJ3