Luyện nghe bài hát Terminator X to The Edge of Panic

Go, go, go, go, go, go
Take a at his style
Take a check of the
Off the people keep him down
Trick a in Miami
Terminator X packs the
Who gives a fuck about a Grammy
and I say the D's defending the mic
Yeah, who a fuck about what they like
Right the power is bold, the rhymes cold
No judge can ever budge or handle his load
Yes the coming is and he's about to become
The one and only lord son of a gun
Going on and on trackin' the whack
Explain the y'all for the actual fact, c'mon

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He goes on and on he reaches the coast
Tired, wired of his own race him close
Understand his type of kills the
Plan of the
You the pack attack the man
With the palm of his
Police, beasts, dogs on a leash
No peace to reach, why he's packin' his black piece
Terminator X yellin' with his
Damn almighty ready to jam
But his cuts against the belt
Sheet, he's bad by his self
Yeah, his one job cold threatens the
The loud sound pound to brothers proud

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Gettin' small makin' for it all
on the phone so he can
Make the
I know you're the enemy
You should be the time
Checkin' records I'm you
For defecting my
No provokin', no jokin', you know the is set
If you're thinkin' I'm
He rocked it yet
My education is takin' you for a ride
I'll make you brain slip and do the
Glide into infinity, it's
your hands in your pockets
I your money is spent
Like this, that, butter for the fat
If you my dog, I'ma slay your cat
like that y'all, can you handle it son
I'm public number one

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