Luyện nghe bài hát The Deer Hunter

[Chief
Yeah
Uh yo yo, yo yo yo, Mind yo yo
Yo, my words sold germs, spread em a slow germ, infected
Disease is collected and quarantined my method
The borderline where the animal and become separate
I'm Def Leppard, of beautiful hell on a record
Compel the skeptic when unveil the epic
needed and requested
Brought to you Elijah in the message
A jury of was sequested
To my fate, for conductors of viscious vespers
Candlelight death is
Is usually point flesh presses
Until skin caress stretchers
I'm the to finesse textures
My fabric, is elaborate, scrolls kept in a gold cabinet
Open the book to the chapter of this old magic
Juju tongue to voodoo come, behold this untold
Up north grab it, I hit the south pole wit a magnet
East and west avid, now my name on all points of the square
It's established, the language is lavish
First to rock and African pajamas
Swear I die to be there wit the best of the rhymers
Music for different ears, hears in different
Global ink like the mobile link, sure the pitch is clear
K-A-M-A-C-H-I be the in here

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"Too much...I'm tired"
"In the of those that fear..."
"In the of ...fear"

Yo we mics, but ya'll wanna build
But in the face of death, you can't
And that's real, we fear what we
But ya'll muvafuckas can't skill
If ya'll start me, we Buck Milwaukee
But ya'll, ya'll just do a lot of
And maybe that's why you what the devil does
Maybe that's the of a metal slug
You ain't a ghetto thug, you an
That's unatural, love between faggots!

"In the of ...fear"

Allah]
I leaf wit Ikon and the Chief nigga
next bud is not for you
Watchin you made me land a clenched to your nostril
Stoppin you from the god cold stares
Beware, my flares put poets in chairs
Dunn I'm when the holocaust begins
You'll have the roach down to the sole of your Timbs
Now I'm, holdin your gems, you're holdin for life
Any mothafucker holdin the can have ice
You're just a bitch wit no top on
At the Houston five, you lay and get shot on
Double check, your dead, plugged twice in mug
I'm high off the weed, drunk off the blood

"Too much...I'm tired"
"In the of those that fear"
"In the of....fear"

"Above all, there was
of today, fear of tomorrow
Fear of our neighbors, and of ourself"

"We came from distant space and even what might call
Another dimension...and about to return"