Luyện nghe bài hát Shell Shock

[Leatha
To my hard rocks, in cell blocks, never shell shock
the ox in your face, displaced in the penalty box
My enemies heart poisonous blood, your choice, the slugs
You do dirt in the rain, than your is mud
Major love to thugs in the of the clubs
Strapped for what? TO avoid bein stuck and up
up, struck from the waste up, embraced by the muts in the cut
Bullets sizzle up, leave you fist fucked, cut
>From and Uey, verbal gymnast
Volvo, physical fitness, over tracks statistics
Tripped into the realm with shines like sunlight
Half of my life is right, the other half is a gun
Uptight harassin for college satisfaction
101 question askin in back of the paddy

Sadly, tragedy
Lost in captivity, me happily clappin
Big barrels, ammo, man the mammal
Packed in commando, rapidly supreno
Crack my fingers on
I you with orchestra tackle on your back, the jackel
No time to react, combat, flyin metal
Kamikaze degrees, cherry instant fire, live
Dunn, rock it til knees drop, over tree tops
Collosal current enforcin, outer crossin
One foot first, is the rebirth, the arson
Caution, furnace flyin, deserters try to ball us
Over the face of the surface
The heat is heatin up, demon the east wing
Hitman's bullet, leave you barely and barely seein
A critically blaze, biblical plague in
Riddle the box, in cops
Sky hugger, Space Jam, slam in the blizzard of
A space invader, laced with lazers and with omega
Magnificent 7, cannibal mouth, gangsta spectrum
Form an house, fume at 11

x2: Leatha Face - Shaolin Soldiers]
We shell shocked, we burn than a meltin pot
Your skeleton drop, as cells start to pop
We dwell on blocks, while you cats my the cops
Blow fire from you tops, your by the shots
Hot by the watts, exterminate ya, terminate ya
War displayed by the real

On his wrist saw the spiral, glass
Last man to eat like you straight up, hit up a white dude
jacket, Austrailian gats, Mediterainian raps
Play the with the joint on his neck
Who this? Thugs love this, we way above sea level, love
Check out the glove, stay up, plug this
Verbal hygiene, the Golden Arm, plus stay warm
See ya out in Mexico, we The Swarm
All niggaz money, watch the sweater, criticize my Fila
Sneakers cheddar, with the heat out
Brolic, extra large, dynamic, your ceramic in half
Go The Grain, we feedin you math
What up? call it high-tech, big shank reign
Straight out the kitchenette, in the set
Before I go, analyze all go
Yeah, you seen him, a 6 double O, rockin clothes

[Hell
Bloody Red Hook, and crooks
Get out my face with them funny looks, ya off studyin books
Let the burn, they brain dead, I feed em the worms
Y'all be actin up and showin off, in needin to
You know the sun as the Earth turns
Nowadays is the germ, knockin off whoever concerned
I dip your brain in the blood of fire, like Jeremmiah
Turn a to a choir, hot wired space ships
Fed niggaz who I with, I be Apocalyspe, Tales of the Crypt
the dead out the realm with a 6
Overwhelmed by the of the clips, gun smoke, shots hit
We by Hell and politics, bulletproof or hollow tips
I'm the silencer on the clip
The widow maker, Razah, put of curse on whoever major
Snatch the belt off the weighter
I be a Swarm alligator, slap niggaz way equators
the dare try to flaunt they paper

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* Various in club with Poppa Wu sample in background *