Luyện nghe bài hát These Are The Times

1:
The televisions have
Your modern religion is
Plotting a collision wide
Watch the hour glass the class
Showing currency for world
Burroughs is down deliberately son
We ain't about whats devil
Smell the gun
to mo' man
I mouths Satan
Feel the foul taste run on my tongue
Burn a L for of my sons
so much more than just herb in my lungs
Similar to Mercury,
enough force
They could've Hercules
This whole was built
Virtually, capital to captivity
The earth could be the ??
You not
It's cold
got the whole South side
bar codes,
Military blocks on all the roads
And worse, somebody's chold got
They took his off,
Covered his body with ants, and cut his hands off
The type of shit have your brain bleedin'
They about to start scanning the back of hands
And get your vein
call it New World Order
But, son, this game is in the quarter
War 3, don't drink the water
Because...

These are the that try a nigga sole
control,
We wasting time gold
after more than your mind
They want your nation as a
time to take of the blindfold(I know) x2
(A men, a thousand sorrows)
2:
These are the times that try my thug
White crime
Deaf tones, gold, and sold
The truth is told
I call it Holocaust
Some say all is
But in the end
life is all it costs
Pronounce ??
Global 2000 ??, they plan to do
In of emergency
They building mad prisons with
Son, I swear
They keep them in the air
Until they me
down the government
Revelutionaries be it
Clinton flee the in a bubblejet
is yet to come,
For crime, they tryin' niggas three times
Then probably me for this rhyme
nickel and dime hustlers
Move and muscle us around
But my bustin' rounds
Shells covered the for miles
Street ?? from to Capitol Hill
And you can read it on a bill

I know(I know)
The time(the time)
They trying to take world(world)
Of mine(Yeah) x2
3:
They breakin' windows out canisters of tear gas
Put out the
We canibals with silver badges
I the madness in the wind
Like a
Dee got the
Puffin' reefer while we cleaning
of my niggas don't believe in Jesus
We fight a war the ?? Chevrolet Caprices
Whatever way we find
shit be unbelievable
I'm skeletons in parked vehicles
Put all the terrible behind sandbags
My philosophy is much more than your handbag
I'm talkin' like hand-to-hand,
Man-to-man,
side you stand?
Some of us breakdown mentally
Some of us will away
Overwhelmed by
But our is meant to be
I the signs for twenty-two years
And this is it meant to me
x2
I know(I know)
The time(the time)
They to take this world(world)
Of x2