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 people him down
a chick in Miami
Terminator X the jams
Who gives a about a Goddamn Grammy
Anyway and I say the D's the mic
Yeah, who gives a fuck about they like
Right the power is bold, the rhymes politically
No judge can ever budge or handle his load
Yes the coming is near and about to become
The one and only missionary son of a gun
Going on and on back the whack
the knack y'all for the actual fact, c'mon

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He goes on and on 'till he reaches the
Tired, of his own race playing him close
his type of music kills the
Plan of the
You know the pack the man
With the palm of his
Police, beasts, dogs on a leash
No peace to reach, that's why he's packin' his black
X yellin' with his hands
Damn almighty rulin to jam
But his cuts drive against the
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 be clockin' the time
Checkin' I'm wreckin' you
For defecting my
No provokin', no jokin', you the stage is set
If thinkin' I'm breakin'
He rocked it yet
My education is takin' you for a long
I'll make you brain and do the slide
Glide infinity, it's infinite
With your in your pockets
I know your money is
Like this, that, butter for the fat
If you kill my dog, slay your cat
It's like that y'all, can you it son
I'm enemy number one

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