Luyện nghe bài hát Prophecy

So the motherfucker they call....Immortal Technique.
What the make you so special nigga?
Huh... the fuck do you do?

I calculate planet like Mayan astronomy
atrocities worst than Aristotle
Subjecting to sodomy
Your theory of the galaxy is like Ptolemy
The truth about the universe stuck up Aztec pottery
Unpredictable results like experimental
I stomp the streets with emcees beneath my in colonies
But presentation and revolve around autonomy
Searching for
And cutting fake bitches out of my mind like a
So I'm not gonna be here to play games
the top of the world and leave the Arctic circle in flames
Battle the beast and false prophet depicted in the King
I a fuck about your emcee name I don't admire you
Only by dental records you be identifiable
the future is not reliable
Remember when rap was not economically
Comparable to motherfuckers think of me
I might be nobody, but wait till I'm together a symphony
sound that will continue infinitely
Angel of death punishing all those who in infamy
And so far away from you
You'll get a glimpse of me
Attempts to extinguish me don't bother me none
Like retarded throwing ice cubes at the sun
A victory Immortal Technique will never be done
Just degrees of losing it second your adding one
Some niggas of pushing kilos but I drop tons
With more facts and formulas and philosophical
Then a basement full of scientists puffing on
Dipped in mycin potassium and liquid bubonic
And use it as a one to find the spawn of the demonic
Screaming like onyx is of no consequence
The is dense enough to clog up your arteries
is not a part of me
I you bodily injury permanently be simply verbally murdering me
Is inconceivable of the unbelievable evil injected inside
The blood of my people
And redemption is not under a church steeple
The feeble and the in soul just like the technique
Will the earth, But the earth will be weak
Mother earth in her decrepit terminal illness
The year three thousand is bleak no happily after
Just death following the Fourth disaster, a legacy of bastards
plastic explosives your futures been eroded
Cause you forgot that when your it's multiplied indefinitely
By the struggle be the struggle I see
To socialisticly unite the world countries
Expose hypocrisy in democracy
Sloppily obsessed with me 'cause I speak prophecy
Trample and dismantle capitalist philosophy
The same way I stomp the conquering rap
And I'm not a fucking
But the fucking prophecy