Luyện nghe bài hát America

Intro: Priest, Raekwon

Yeah,

Aiyyo aiyyo, come on yo yo yo shoot over here
On AIDS thing
YouknowhatI'msayin? I'm gonna just slide in the quick
Yo, yo
And get done

One: Killah Priest

When you're sexually frustrated, waiting for a long time
You both had minds
Combined with feelings, she appealing
for each other, discreet lover, no longer keeps
Smothered under covers
Erotic programs, Moet and jams
Enough to make you hands
And you a bold man
You fall in a manhole, where the forbidden tree
And bullshit ego, of fly
Whole garden sour, polluted a dead flower
Months later, layin on a respirator
Depending on a generator, to his heart moving
And start losing in his right eye
In he might die

Verse Raekwon

Yeah,
I this dope-fiend cat, word up, his name is Javier
Part-time shooter sharing needles in the
Wise disguised as a fly guy
you gettin high Weeded up with red shit in your right eye
Youse a menace, your brain finished
Begging forgiveness, calling that up top syphillis
You know what you was into
Try to guess on what I've been
Fuck shorty raw then she you

Raekwon

AIDS kills, up respect this, yo
Coming from the Wu, it's
AIDS kills, word up this, yo
from my crew, it's real

Verse RZA

My nigga Chuck, he to fuck
Everything exotic bitches to ugly ducks
Like Nancy, who liked the fancy
so he put on her nipples to make her sex passion
triple quadriple, until she
Overcome passion, big ass want lust upon him
But nigga he to grab the condom
Fuck it, he AIDS, was government made
to keep afraid so they won't get laid no babies be made
And the population will decrease within a decade
German warfare against the dark shade

AIDS kills, up respect this, yo
from my crew, it's real
AIDS kills, up respect this, yo
from the Wu, it's real

Verse Four: Master Killer, Inspector

Caught by the gravitation rotation
Six in the sex is deep, when you can't see
through the sheer brassiere, back
Smoking a spliff, cognac, God
you know my two love songs, Bobby Womack
Got her fat ass flat on her back

Yo, as she lay, she wore a gray neglige
pours, the radio play, Marvin Gaye
What's Going On? As she Sexual Healing
Couldn't fight the her legs hit the ceiling
Hittin all positions dipped in for love
She's professional she this shit in strip clubs
Flied in June until she Acquired Immune
Now is the Syndrome

Outro: Raekwon and

Oh shit, God that's
Damn, that's cherry flavor shit going on though kid
For real,
What about the exotic
Caskets is for brothers
Word up slide on the joints
you go to sex take protection
up

AIDS kills, word up this
America Is Slowly (4x)

Yeah, word yo, sliding up in this store here
I ain't even playing man, for real
Dig it
Respect how I'm kid
forever, word up
Lubricated joints, ribbed is bangin
But still playing the hotel door man
Word, you how that be though, you know how that be
Yo, just to be too old
over there lookin like Sonny and Cher
Over

America Is Slowly

America Is Dying
America Is Dying
remember that! Syndrome, be the
America Is Dying
Wu-Tang, Syndrome, be the

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