Luyện nghe bài hát Universal Soldiers

"what is style and what is your clan? "
"the soldier, and military style."
"oh? so may be a war."

[killa
soldiers
Yo, yo

Automatically I reign supreme, laser beam tracks and graze your
Hit spleen, ricochet and decay, exit clean
Find a lies, cries,
Close your soldier's lies
Look the skies though the soul roll with pride
A few unmilitant names who misbehave
Killarmy style rushin the stage in jiggy
The killa bee ministry forms another
recoffin and killin any savage mentally
Solidify negative vibes are by the masses
Prolly find them bastards in gaseous
For stampedin in all illified
soldiers, combine the sacred seven men

[dom
In the industries enemies to diminish me
me, mercenaries go on a killin spree
The art of war, a siege is risky
Like an armed struggle, shots flingin and they missed me
I'm immune to tight situations
Manuverin is my to different locations
If I get caught I been gotten
That means the plan I was plottin stable
I go back to the drawing table
And start from scratch the whole map
the blueprints, make sure no one's been tapped
In son, that must've been the problem
Take the horns off the hook, we do this deal solemn
In us we trust and when the narcs and rushed
Ain't no time to discuss, grab our God jewels and
Cause I roll the unit, 360 degrees
Tight like an ovary, no more casualties
Bein reputed, we sever undisputed

[shogun
Yo kill to protect and arm with intellect
is on edge cause I serve at the dude in the army
I come the new wu order and documented notes
The battlesite, planet earth, niggas quotes
Attack the wilderness a virus
with no anidotes
There is no
war on the devil's community
Zero in and I catch a
I see a valley of men castin weight on those who did
19 million strong, in your atmosphere in military gear
Camouflaged commandos, outlaws, desperados take the by storm
Operation come and attack devil
Seek and illumination
The worship of light, skull and was the devil's hope
Twelve whipped and one pope

[9th
Yo arabian killarmy left on the battlefield
Warfare's
Soldiers sport navy for pella fighter in armored jet planes
I hotter than propane
Army suit is stained with bloodstains from remains
The red army, movin across the on camels and black horses
Camouflaged fortress, four blowin shit out of proportion
I'm trapped in a line of fire, all our desires be the empire
Rhymes are like barbed wires
shit the air like skydivers
On gunpowder rains like showers
pillow with skies in range rovers
Soulful soldier soul
I kill jehovah left the sash as
Casualties of
Battlegrounds ruled by armed with swords
I meditate seven away from kuwait
Where water dry through rivers and fountains
On weekends me collectin heads at the caucus mountains