Luyện nghe bài hát These Are The Times

1:
The televisions have
Your modern religion is
Plotting a collision wide
the hour glass the power class
Showing currency for world
Burroughs is burned down son
We ain't about whats level
Smell the gun
to mo' man
I read mouths
Feel the taste that run on my tongue
Burn a L for of my sons
There so much more just herb in my lungs
Similar to Mercury,
enough force
They could've killed
whole nation was built
Virtually, from to captivity
The earth be the modest ??
You not
It's cold
They got the South side
bar codes,
Military on all the state roads
And worse, somebody's got hung
took his pants off,
Covered his whole body ants, and cut his hands off
The type of shit that have your brain
They about to scanning the back of niggas hands
And get vein readin'
They call it New Order
But, son, this is in the fourth quarter
World War 3, don't drink the
Because...

These are the times that try a nigga
control,
We wasting chasing gold
They after more than mind
They want your as a whole
It's time to of the blindfold(I know) x2
(A thousand men, a sorrows)
2:
These are the times that try my thug
White collar
Deaf tones, gold, and drug
The truth is told
I call it black
say all is lost
But in the end
Your is all it costs
counter ??
Global 2000 ??, what plan to do
In of emergency
They building mad prisons urgency
Son, I swear
keep them slugs in the air
Until they me
Shut down the
Revelutionaries be it
flee the country in a bubblejet
is yet to come,
For each crime, tryin' niggas three times
Then probably prosecute me for rhyme
nickel and dime hustlers
Move weight and muscle us
But my army rounds
Shells covered the for miles
Street ?? from here to Hill
And you can read it on a dollar

I know(I know)
The time(the time)
They trying to this world(world)
Of mine(Yeah) x2
3:
They windows out with canisters of tear gas
Put out the
We canibals with silver badges
I the madness in the wind
a premonition
Dee got the
Puffin' while we cleaning pieces
None of my niggas don't in Jesus
We fight a war the ?? Chevrolet Caprices
way we find feasible
Sometime be unbelievable
I'm seeing skeletons in parked
Put all the terrible 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 will mentally
Some of us will away
by injuries
But our victory is to be
I studied the signs for twenty-two
And this is what it to me
x2
I know(I know)
The time(the time)
They tryin to take world(world)
Of x2