Luyện nghe bài hát Battle Song

Oh yeah! (Oh yeah)
we go! (Here we go)
A little rough! (A rough)
No sweat! (No sweat)
I can do it! (I can do it)
You can do it! (You can do it)
Ooorah! (Ooorah)
right...

Tell 'em their guns out
my city up in flames
And yea though I walk through the valley of the
But my hope remains
Whether or alive, this is do or die
Christ is the gain
So raise your torches up
Tonight we for our King

I was Taylored to the mic Swiftly like Kanye did
And lay it down for the king like a bed
And they can us now, go get the yellow tape
Hey put me 6 feet in the ground and watch a escape
I promise, ain't a 6 shooter can keep me down
My so official, that's a technical foul
Was engineered in my mother's womb for glory
faith in the persecution is inventory
I been spit in the face, exhibiting grace
Kicked out a place, just for sharing my faith
My belt tight, shoes laced, plus a breast
My war on now I got my head straight
The battle's on but the war is over when reigns
And fo' His name I withstand the and take the pain
And if they drop us, this promise, we'll it to the grave
That we may die, but to die is our gain!

'em bring their guns out
Send my up in flames
And yea though I walk the valley of the dead
But my hope still
Whether or alive, this is do or die
When Christ is the
So raise your torches up
Tonight we fight for our

to be a riot, guns and fire, Somebody's dyin'
But it be us, covered in His blood, spillin' our guts
But even if it was, let our blow in the wind, we win when it's done
Christ puttin' out thunder-raps the nuns
So I am no prisoners, not-a-one
None, and no I'm not The One
I just run in the power of The Son
My a m-m-monsta
Treads on Black mambas defeats and

'em bring their guns out
Send my up in flames
And yea though I walk through the of the dead
But my hope remains
dead or alive, this is do or die
When Christ is the
So your torches up high
Tonight we fight for our

Yeah, ready to die, notorious for our man
We die and wake up and do it all again
Either we certain or we insane
Bullets riddlin' our frame, still we deny the Name
Maybe we lost it, we vuelvo
'Cause Heaven is my home homie I local
I'm so
of a chorus say we tied to the Lord like Chords
Of
Hey a course, if I get to goin' in
I'm going off "kill me" I'm still goin' in
God, by all means
me the faith to live and die for the gospel

Tell 'em bring guns out
my city up in flames
And yea though I walk through the valley of the
But my hope still
dead or alive, this is do or die
When is the gain
So raise torches up high
Tonight we fight for our
Our king, our king, tonight we for our King
Our king, our king, tonight we for our King