Luyện nghe bài hát The Shoot Out

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For warriors, the answer is crystalised in an instant, their
Instincts point only one way. the truth becomes undeniable, and
Apocylptic.

[dom pachino, p.r.

I got a hunger for the mic my appetite strike at night
Food for thought, hold down a
Up in the of riches last seen giving stitches,
the can by ? crucifix, his team actin superstitious,
One eyein, one fakin, reachin for his
And one to get close, I got the toast
And I'm firin, blood gushin,
zonin off the war potion

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Yo wha, yo
We be the of circuference,
My thought cant behold body, control substance
For the key to shit, kid
Examin the imposter, of a uh-life's
My team be deep a roster, you lobster
You break the of all the ?
Cut the off all the snakes
Just one hiss may ya, the price of ya life
I should always think twice, remember always think
mistake may be comin away kid
So wake the fuck up, yo wake the up, yo

Aiyoo, up and down
Dont even bring that type of shit me
You live get ya whole slapped off ya shoulders
Quick fast, faster the eye blink, so why think
You could live the, livest mc's
And d-o-d's I run with,
And my thoughts with
To to higher standard as I landed,
But never stranded as the God p.r. terrorist
suspects on the set

[dom
doctrine, killer concoction, rhyme rottin,
Stay plottin, yesterday wake, shoppin
Caught a nice one, grave the
To track a ? that may get bloody,
Dippin in mud, my soldiers love me
Grab a mic, into the sunshine way above me
Hold my forehead, today had my bread
Shared it with you, make my fans are always fed

[killa

Yo I'm wrestiln moves,
My competition headlocked submission,
While are lickin
through crops of intuition,
Yo my brain to change shorts are strange (what)
brought in vain, court physical force of unexplained
For the battle of my in the night light
This nigga grab a mic
Strike with a of dynamite, right
So figure this, killa get
A supremicist attackin the track like ? of villages

Run, we pillagin dunn