Luyện nghe bài hát If You Fear Dying

the bastard son i spit non
in exile for a while now raw friction
never be a pawn the boomerang be you
like Fela with my in Venezuela
its a world so fuck the novela
i'm out of the cellar with a and some cheddar
for this new world order you to bow down
to the now of slavery this era be
terror filled terrified
why would we let a few white christian fictions
shape our following them
cause got a gun to its head

the coming
like the dawn of a red sun
if you fear dying then you're already

i'm in the spirit of Ali Touré
as I target more heads than a priest on ash
paid and hanging you on gold ropes
have the mic or my heater but you hold both
you snatch one, catch the blast of the other
i'm Chicano high off my pitch arrow
i'm a put a crack in your pimp cup
so vest up i'm cross turned right side up
i'm the leak, yo, that downed your aide
i'm the orange jump that's tailor made
i'm the crescent, the sickle, so the blade
i'm the flick of the shank that opened your
i'm the, i'm the dusk, i'm the calm
i'm a hole in the pipeline i'm a road bomb

the coming
like the dawn of a red sun
if you fear dying then you're dead