Luyện nghe bài hát Shell Shock

[Leatha
To my hard rocks, locked in cell blocks, never shock
Melt the ox in your face, in the penalty box
My heart pumps poisonous blood, your choice, the slugs
You do dirt in the rain, than name is mud
Major to thugs in the back of the clubs
Strapped for TO avoid bein stuck and blazed up
Laced up, from the waste up, embraced by the muts in the cut
Bullets sizzle up, you fist fucked, intense cut
Leatha and Uey, verbal gymnast
Volvo, physical fitness, over tracks leave
Tripped into the realm with chrome shines sunlight
Half of my life is right, the half is a gun fight
jake harassin for college satisfaction
101 question askin in back of the wagon

Sadly, tragedy
Lost in captivity, me happily clappin
Big barrels, heavy ammo, man the
in commando, rapidly practice supreno
Crack my on pianos
I torture you with orchestra tackle on back, the jackel
No time to react, combat, flyin scrap
Kamikaze degrees, cherry fire, live wire
Dunn, it til your knees drop, over tree tops
current enforcin, outer bridge crossin
One foot first, is the rebirth, the arson
Caution, furnace flyin, deserters try to black us
the face of the Earth's surface
The heat is heatin up, demon the east wing
Hitman's bullet, leave you breathin and barely seein
A critically blaze, biblical in amaze
Riddle the box, smmothered in
Sky hugger, Space Jam, slam in the of rocks
A space invader, laced lazers and with omega weapons
Magnificent 7, this mouth, gangsta spectrum
Form an animal house, at 11

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

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

Razah]
Bloody Red Hook, money and
Get out my face with funny looks, ya better off studyin books
Let the burn, they brain dead, I feed em the worms
Y'all be actin up and showin off, in to learn
You the sun shines as the Earth turns
Nowadays is the ghetto germ, knockin off concerned
I dip your brain in the blood of fire, prophecize like
Turn a to a choir, hot wired space ships
Fed who I hate with, I be Apocalyspe, Tales of the Crypt
Raise the dead out the realm a 6
Overwhelmed by the smell of the clips, gun smoke, hit
We surrounded by and politics, bulletproof or hollow tips
I'm the silencer on the loudest
The widow maker, Heaven Razah, put of on whoever major
Snatch the off the heavy weighter
I be a alligator, slap niggaz way across equators
When the try to flaunt they paper

x1.5]

* Various talk in club with Poppa Wu sample in *