Luyện nghe bài hát These Are The Times

1:
The televisions eyes
modern religion is live
Plotting a world wide
the hour glass the power class
Showing currency for supremacy
Burroughs is burned deliberately son
We ain't about whats level
Smell the gun
to mo' man
I read mouths
Feel the foul that run on my tongue
Burn a L for of my sons
There so much more just herb in my lungs
Similar to Mercury,
With enough
could've killed Hercules
This nation was built
Virtually, from to captivity
The could be the modest ??
You not
It's outside
got the whole South side
bar codes,
Military blocks on all the roads
And worse, chold got hung
They took his off,
Covered his whole 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 vein
They it New World Order
But, son, this game is in the fourth
World War 3, don't drink the
Because...

These are the that try a nigga sole
control,
We wasting time gold
They after more than mind
They want nation as a whole
time to take of the blindfold(I know) x2
(A thousand men, a sorrows)
2:
These are the times that try my sole
collar crime
Deaf tones, gold, and drug
The truth is never
I call it Holocaust
Some say all is
But in the end
Your is all it costs
Pronounce ??
Global 2000 ??, they plan to do
In case of
They building mad prisons with
Son, I swear
keep them slugs in the air
Until they me
down the government
Revelutionaries be it
Clinton flee the in a bubblejet
is yet to come,
For each crime, they tryin' three times
probably prosecute me for this rhyme
International and dime hustlers
weight and muscle us around
But my army rounds
Shells the ground for miles
?? from here to Capitol Hill
And you can read it on a bill

I know(I know)
The time(the time)
They to take this world(world)
Of mine(Yeah) x2
3:
They breakin' windows out with canisters of gas
Put out the
We fighting with silver badges
I feel the in the wind
a premonition
Dee got the
Puffin' reefer while we pieces
None of my niggas believe in Jesus
We fight a war against the ?? Caprices
Whatever way we find
shit be unbelievable
I'm seeing skeletons in parked
Put all the types behind sandbags
My philosophy is more than snatch your handbag
I'm shit like hand-to-hand,
Man-to-man,
What you stand?
Some of us will breakdown
Some of us pass 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 to take this world(world)
Of x2