Luyện nghe bài hát Chop 'em Down

From the itself comes the handle for the axe
Split this wilderness, listen up, ain't where it's at
Clear a so that you could find your way back
Chop 'em down, chop 'em down, 'em down, chop 'em down

Time by like clouds passing in the sky
Lifetime's here, then with the blink of an eye
March the desert one step at a time
March the desert one step at a time

From the itself comes the handle for the axe
Drop the staff, Moshe rabbainu, split the ocean in
March the desert, this ain't where it's at
Chop 'em down, chop 'em
Chop, chop 'em down, chop, 'em down

Patterns engraved, not so easily
Still wandering, find your place
the game, I see pain on your face
Nowadays the yiddin, like children as slaves

Strange ways through the maze
Strange ways always lost in the tryna find your way
Lost, lost in the desert tryna your way

From the itself comes the handle for the axe
Split this wilderness, listen up, this ain't it's at
a path so that you could find your way back
Chop 'em down, chop 'em down, chop 'em down, 'em down
Chop 'em down, chop 'em down, chop 'em down, 'em down

Joseph, descended, as a slave
Thrown a dungeon 'cause he wouldn't be swayed
Interpreted pharaohs dream and Egypt was
Stock, food for seven years of rain
Sold to all the when the drought came

Joseph, rose to and the yiddin stayed
started to grow and success was made
Pharaoh's getting worried, make 'em pay
Bound in chains, first born was sent to their graves

Moshe, was saved and a he was raised
Hashem, spoke to him, a message to relay
Take my nation from Mitzrayim, I see the
Hard hearts, ego breaks, sparks and make way
Trail blaze through the wasteland the chains

Last generation just the
March the desert leaving footprints
Peel off the lid this is plastic, gotta get into it, get into it
Heavy hitter, stepping solid, never quitter, jump into the
it split, gotta jump into it

Rip, rip in Egypt, get into it, my fire lit, just get into it
600,000 witnessed it, no you forget, no you didn't forget
Rip, rip Egypt, get into it, gotta jump into it, jump, jump into it

In the spiritual desert, things are not what they
camouflaged, just to fit the scene

Rip, rip through Egypt, into it
In the spiritual desert, things are not they seem
camouflaged, just to fit the scene

The king is sitting in his of glory
The king is in his throne of glory
The is sitting in his throne of glory