Luyện nghe bài hát Armeggeddon

Flesh... (Killa. St. Clair... Killa. The isn't over...
No place to run... Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' moves...
St. Clair...) {clock ticking & news

Aw, sheet! the scripts on y'all punk m*therf*ckers!
What the f*ck you thought, trick-ass
Flesh, the tru souljah standin' makin' these silly-ass niggas weak,
slappin' 'em up with game with basic before leavin' home.

The end of the world has come, it's and time for retaliation

You better back up my weapons' flexed I'm gonna get caught up protected
I roll Oh no, here I go I'm keepin' my fresh, and the glock more flex
and might judge life and soul Fine, alright, gotta stay on the grind,
it's almost 1999 I gotta get before it's over, yeah, partied hauled over

Nigga,my dogs down for whatever, you heard me? No matter the cause, the
law,
retaliate on all y'all The wanted to brand my hand but I count
the slowly Nigga, me wonder why they want us so fried and out of line,
but I'm not ready Survival of the fittest, you ride or die? Choose your

Grab the heat , let's gather up in the streets for battle We fight for
peace,
let us prepare for the war/ Don't 'cause Armageddon's on the way We gettin'
ready for combat; Soldiers suit up We comin' through
and blast on anythin' breathin' shoot 'em Leavin 'em all bleedin'
from bullet or wound, assume that they are doomed, stretched out in a tomb
I it the way I see it, that's how it is Just how I feel when I just flip
off the top of
mind, he will So you run, duck, hide You better stand up and act like a

And it's your chance to do what you can so put it

(Better bleed the blood, flesh, got you, slip, ya snooze ya lose)

Here we go again, it's on Gotta stack my dollars up to the cielin'
Can you feel it, I've always been known to get on my hustle and grind
And I'm gon' thug and get my on till I get mine
But, I got my pay, if you wanna play me I'm gon' buck (buck...)
my gauge Go ahead, make my day Either which way it go,
you won't be saved so say a prayer Gimme a 5th of liquor so I can off with
my
niggas and get rowdy My niggas, we it, smoke up an ounce of weed
I guarenteed I got what you on cash delivery, you gon' recieve, dog
Exactly now what was your order? Put it down and make sure that you'll be
pleased As as you got my green, by any means neccessary, you gotta be
very wise, and by any neccessary, you scary, you gon' fry
I'm wicked as I can be , a boss in your city, and if any y'all haters
me,
come and get me Slug hit right on your dome, wig splitter, G, with
Mo!
Thug, kill or be killed G's If you wanna us, we gonna rest your soul

Get to feel the wrath of God, and if you get caught in the wrong you're

get in the lake of fire and brimstone

Better bleed the flesh, Got you slippin' You snooze you lose

And it's on in the land with a great big cannon Swarm, stormin' in

the My niggas, they the last tru souljah standin' and let it repeat to
it
pray and test, then again I say that's me runnin' Sit in fire Flesh, you

lesson when I roll better think twice so better beware, and snare ya,

we got bringin' the terror, terror

The course is chosen. It can't be turned. What do you mean the
Toward death.I don't think we're gonna blow up. I didn't mean that.
The prophecy.Death.