Luyện nghe bài hát Universal Soldiers

"what is your 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 tracks and graze your brain
Hit your spleen, ricochet and decay, exit
Find a lies, cries,
Close your eyes lies
Look beyond the though the soul roll with pride
A few brave unmilitant names who
Killarmy style rushin the in jiggy waves
The killa bee forms another industry
recoffin and killin any savage mentally
Solidify negative are liquified by the masses
find them bastards in gaseous regiment
For stampedin in all elements
Universal soldiers, combine the seven men

pachino]
In the enemies tryin to diminish me
Finish me, mercenaries go on a spree
The art of war, plannin a is risky
Like an armed struggle, shots flingin doubles and they me
Cause I'm to tight situations
Manuverin is my to different locations
If I get caught I been gotten
That means the plan I was wasn't stable
I gotta go to the drawing table
And start from rearranging the whole map
Changin the blueprints, make sure no one's been
In fact son, that been the problem
Take the horns off the hook, we gonna do deal solemn
In us we trust and when the narcs came and
Ain't no time to discuss, grab our God and bust
Cause I with the unit, 360 degrees
Tight like an ovary, no more casualties
reputed, we sever reign undisputed

[shogun
Yo kill to protect and arm myself with
Life is on edge I serve at the dude in the army
I with the new wu order and documented notes
The battlesite, earth, stabbin niggas quotes
the wilderness like a virus
Planted with no
There is no
Wagin war on the devil's
in and I catch a vision
I see a of men castin weight on those who did sins
19 million strong, appear in your atmosphere in gear
Camouflaged commandos, outlaws, desperados take the by storm
Operation come and devil city
Seek and illumination
The worship of light, skull and bones was the devil's
Twelve whipped cardinals and one

prince]
Yo arabian knights left on the battlefield
Warfare's
Soldiers sport navy seals for fighter in armored jet planes
I burn than propane
Army suit is stained with from soldier's remains
The red army, movin across the on camels and black horses
Camouflaged fortress, horsemen blowin shit out of proportion
I'm trapped in a line of fire, all our desires be inside the
Rhymes are sharp barbed wires
Vocal shit the air skydivers
On rains like april showers
Camouflaged pillow skies in range rovers
Soulful soul controller
I kill jehovah left the as closure
Casualties of
Battlegrounds ruled by lords with swords
I meditate seven miles away from
Where water runs dry through rivers and
On weekends catch me collectin heads at the mountains