Luyện nghe bài hát Exodus

Yeah, is Ice-T
just been listening to the Seventh Deadly Sin
To me the Seventh Sin is hardcore rap
And I'm very proud to have a part of that throughout the years
I'd like to peace out to all my homeboys that kept it real
And love to all my niggas have died out here
In this that we call the streets
You know? What can I say? Hip been good to a nigga
I got mad love for the East coast, West coast, and South
I got my niggas The Top Guns
We gonna sign this one off this:

My life's been a great in the ultimate war
Should I ill or do right? Make or go raw?
I can't the true penalties of fame and the wealth
me who can I trust? I can't trust myself
Got the devil got me thinking them ill moves
Every kid on the street, they got something to prove
Push a bullet through my heart, why That's a start
They could push their quicker, kill a well known nigga
And if you say you're going to me, should I blast you first?
Being black is like being born with a curse
Do or Die, the code of the streets I didn't invent
Niggas sketch my life out with malicious
My skin color's got me trapped in a never ending
I to the hills, but I can never let go
The gun shots and the homicides just stop
And just because I up, I can always drop

Yo.. we come prepared for warfare
Never scared soldiers to the
And hose them body parts with the
You spark a dun Bizzaro or sequel
When you catch a link on the wings of this desert
Flappin, we splittin friend
remember when niggas shoot joints
Now niggas be placing hollow points
Cause in rat race, shit be moving at a murderous pace
Mad got slugs to the face, OG packs kilos
Over sore and cilo, prepare like a scout
I hold the on the delo
In this age of idolatry, mad worship u vanity
If Five ?? you nigga maintain humanity -
you see the light ­ like the prism's true colors
Only a few remain brothers, the others
In this world ­ the war that's controlled by the trigger
Revelation or the scripture got to be that live

So if niggas want to bite the sound Tyson
Deck him in the eye, murder sit down like ryerson
You wanna dis, don't try son
Hey yo, Pizzone ­ I'm the prodigy you need to keep ya on
Yo who the don, who it all night long?
50 mill strong, Handle like napalm. Word is
Who get it on when it's to drop a bomb?
Sadq keep it cool and calm with the
Droppin to their knees and make them pie straight
Dust and take and serve on my hot plate
So cats who got beef, we can take it to the
Cause shit these niggas talk to the grave with they
It's time to your maker step into the new millennium
I analyze data like Pentium
So follow me, I blame sovereignty for God we
Top Gun, move bright, smooth as Ice, sex and

up the goods, Top Gun Ice-T in your neck of the woods
I'm 15 blocks in the foreign neighborhood
Street of my styles, no smiles, trying to gun down the golden
Still on for my old endeavors
Cold weather got catched to buck wholes in my fucking sweater
Niggas is soft butter, leathers and felt
Time to it up and melt
Felt the welts from brass belt to brass knuckles
Kill all the and chuckles ­ let's all get together
My fam thick together
Trick off and lick off
No matter the
Lets ease on to the bow and to the bricks
When I start to squeeze, I won't off a bit
Won't be no teams up in here no clashes
Just bunk mile sleds boot up in the masses

Life got no guarantees, I'm looking for the lease
When I'm in LA, it ain't hard to me
21st eating shrimp at Belonte's
Every time you see me I'm to a dime piece
I check your styles, although you rhyme
No matter what you do, always lace mine thicker
Jealousy make a fool die quicker than liquor
your back with your niggas
Cause that's where they'll stick ya
You see me in the club up, all alone
I give love to my homies, then I the fuck home
are something that I just don't do
Cause if I'm after you black, I'm clap them too
makes all my homies look brand new
I don't with the fakes, I make moves with the true
Ice ­ baby chopping real, thought you knew
I sound hard, but nigga I can die too

I'm as real as you