Luyện nghe bài hát These Are The Times

1:
The televisions have
Your modern religion is
a collision world wide
Watch the hour glass the power
Showing currency for world
Burroughs is burned deliberately son
We ain't about whats level
Smell the gun
to mo' man
I read Satan
Feel the foul taste that run on my
a L for everyone of my sons
There so much than just herb in my lungs
to spilt Mercury,
With enough
They could've Hercules
This whole nation was
Virtually, from capital to
The earth be the modest ??
You not
It's outside
They got the whole South
bar codes,
Military blocks on all the roads
And worse, somebody's chold got
took his pants off,
Covered his body with ants, and cut his hands off
The type of shit that your brain bleedin'
They about to start scanning the back of niggas
And get your readin'
They it New World Order
But, son, this game is in the fourth
War 3, don't drink the water
Because...

These are the that try a nigga sole
control,
We time chasing gold
They after more than your
They want your as a whole
It's to take of the blindfold(I know) x2
(A men, a thousand sorrows)
2:
These are the times that try my sole
White collar
Deaf tones, gold, and sold
The truth is never
I call it black
say all is lost
But in the end
Your is all it costs
Pronounce ??
Global 2000 ??, what they to do
In of emergency
They building mad prisons with
Son, I solemnly
They keep slugs in the air
Until murder me
Shut down the
Revelutionaries be it
Clinton the country in a bubblejet
is yet to come,
For each crime, tryin' niggas three times
Then probably prosecute me for this
International and dime hustlers
Move and muscle us around
But my army bustin'
Shells covered the ground for
Street ?? here to Capitol Hill
And you can it on a dollar bill

I know(I know)
The time(the time)
They trying to take world(world)
Of mine(Yeah) x2
3:
They windows out with canisters of tear gas
Put out the
We fighting canibals with badges
I feel the madness in the
Like a
Dee got the
Puffin' reefer we cleaning pieces
None of my don't believe in Jesus
We fight a war against the ?? Caprices
way we find feasible
Sometime shit be
I'm skeletons in parked vehicles
Put all the types behind sandbags
My philosophy is much more than snatch handbag
I'm talkin' shit hand-to-hand,
Man-to-man,
What you stand?
Some of us breakdown mentally
Some of us will away
Overwhelmed by
But our victory is to be
I the signs for twenty-two years
And this is it meant to me
x2
I know(I know)
The time(the time)
They tryin to this world(world)
Of x2