Luyện nghe bài hát 1112

Bobby said, "Fuck 50 on a whip, buy a clip"
Mental flip, got a thousand tracks on a chip
he had mad toys to make noise
You split and separate drums like

The concerned producer sampled question
Hit him with the beat for the answer, with compression
When sound travel, it quickly you
And equalizes the pitch up, it have you

out, tryin' to think you can match this
The portrait's too
Panoramic for you, stamp Wu
The Gothic, the outcome will be catastrophic

We wrote block-tic checkpoints on your next
And who the nigga you
700 volts on the to slay
wordplay displayed, for killin' cascades

Throwin' in the air to test wind
And which way the cyclone
on clockwise, still civilized
Kill on the wall, that still flies all dies

Give no extension on the
tension if the name of the Clan is mentioned
It's the aura that's felt, that one to flash his gun
And reveal how he really feel,

He'll never live after the show, see the for the dough
I'm takin', his wax
my shit on to perform my selection from the Swarm
Day 2 breaks, it's a Monday

My ninjas lay in ravines and
shrubs and leaves
They breathed through underwater
The enemy walks

Clan subterranean mud
Off shore banks, tanks approach the
Bombarded by the of death formation
Telecom lines are sniped these low altitude strikes

Shatterin' bulletproof helmets with scrap nail fragments of
Inhale these venomous that I propel
the north facility, the city must suffer at the hand
Of the Chief's command, is in

At 3 minute the heat intenses
Deadenin' the power electrical fences
Defenses are down, a nigga up
him off the sound

You know I'm sayin'?
The God ca-diver, in the of Iris
We talk sex, money and drugs
by power

And y'all cats don't
it's about
(Love and power)
It deeper than what you see on TV
Killah Priest, on

Burnin' desire, eyes
toe nails, legacys die
Drivin' by the well, queens, Arabian shieks
Are paid to knock off rich kings for the joy sing

filled with scarlet widows
Who they husbands
Sleepin' on silk pillows, on they robes
Disguised as beggar in cheap wool

Lambs and in black hoods, pull out they gats
magic wands, castin' spells, sendin' niggaz to Hell
Trappin' they souls in realms, 'em with holy water
Springin' on the heads of plenty daughters

Interviews with the richest
Silent nights the dividers, a 1000 Muslim bibles
For the cobbler, Hebrews flee to the of Masada
For the love of God, guns make a loud

I'ma show you how get down
Shoot outs, bullets turn into bloodhounds and you down
Cursed nation, generation
X-Files, describe in the future as cosmic rulers

Fallen angels from space
saints, blood spilled on the floor like wet paint
See it in the pictures, read it like the lost
Dissolve it with 100 proof liquor

Ha, I shot the sheriff and the secondly
Threatenin' the lives of who threaten me
Lessenin' my of defeat by predeterminin' the victory
As by Sun Tzu in the chapter

After the third one, I my words shall be bombed
Regardless to or anyone
I die by the gun, my has just begun
Thought I was all along, but I was wrong

This long road I to travel in countless battles
These filthy with poison fangs and rattles
Kings, and pharaohs change to cattle
I'm able to the devil's arrow

Singin' at his on the sparrow, mind narrow
2 positions, horoscopes and
Hark harolds, angels and Christmas
Raven images from the mantels

Man made slaves and day babbles
Raw Africa and golden ropes and sandles
By wicked and vandals
Aho man-handled us with whips and burnin' candles

And rambled our castle, leavin' niggaz shambles
Stole our sodas like some Arab camels
We gazed, amazed and baffled as he loaded his
With to the barrel and out our bone marrow

We to Gretal and the Hansel
Tricked by this wicked
Children of my grand old daddy, me
In mind were lost in this wilderness blind?