Luyện nghe bài hát Terminator X to The Edge of Panic

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

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He goes on and on 'till he the coast
Tired, wired of his own race playing him
Understand his type of music the
Plan of the
You the pack attack the man
the palm of his hands
Police, wild beasts, on a leash
No peace to reach, that's why he's his black piece
Terminator X with his hands
Damn almighty rulin to jam
But his cuts drive the belt
Sheet, he's bad by his self
Yeah, his one job threatens the crowd
The loud sound to make brothers proud

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Gettin' small makin' for it all
Flavors on the so he can
Make the
I know clockin' the enemy
You should be clockin' the
Checkin' I'm wreckin' you
For defecting my
No provokin', no jokin', you know the is set
If you're thinkin' I'm
He ain't it yet
My education is takin' you for a long
I'll you brain slip and do the slide
Glide into infinity, it's
your hands in your pockets
I know money is spent
this, like that, butter for the fat
If you kill my dog, slay your cat
It's like y'all, can you handle it son
I'm public enemy one

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