Luyện nghe bài hát 1112

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

The producer sampled this question
Hit him with the beat for the answer, with extra
sound travel, it quickly grab you
And equalizes the up, until it have you

Bugged out, to think you can match this
The portrait's too
Panoramic view for you, Wu
The feature Gothic, the outcome be catastrophic

We block-tic checkpoints on your next joint
And who the nigga you
700 volts on the track to
Murderous wordplay displayed, for killin'

Throwin' bullets in the air to test
And way the cyclone spins
Counter on clockwise, still
Kill spies on the wall, that flies all dies

no extension on the lynchin'
It's 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 feel, confirmed

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

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

remain subterranean mud
Off shore banks, tanks approach the
Bombarded by the circle of death
Telecom lines are sniped from these low altitude

Shatterin' bulletproof with scrap nail fragments of cell
Inhale venomous thoughts that I propel
the north facility, the city must suffer at the hand
Of the command, volts is in

At 3 minute intervals the heat
Deadenin' the power from fences
Defenses are down, shake a up
Bounce him off the

You what I'm sayin'?
The God ca-diver, in the of Iris
We about sex, money and drugs
Ruled by

And cats don't know
What it's
(Love and power)
It goes deeper than you see on TV
Killah Priest, on

Burnin' desire, eyes
Painted toe nails, die
by the well, Egyptian queens, Arabian shieks
Are paid to knock off kings for the joy some sing

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

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

Interviews with the richest
Silent nights over the dividers, a 1000 bibles
For the cobbler, Hebrews flee to the hills of
For the love of God, guns make a sound

I'ma you how thugs get down
Shoot outs, bullets turn into and hunt you down
Cursed nation, lost
X-Files, describe them in the future as cosmic

Fallen angels from intruders
Dyin' saints, blood spilled on the floor wet paint
See it in the pictures, it like the lost scriptures
Dissolve it with your 100 liquor

Ha, I shot the and the deputy secondly
Threatenin' the lives of those who me
Lessenin' my chances of by predeterminin' the victory
As by Sun Tzu in the chapter

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

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

Singin' at his eyes on the sparrow, narrow
2 positions, horoscopes and
harolds, angels and Christmas carols
Raven images hang from the

Man made and modern day babbles
Raw from and golden ropes and sandles
By wicked thieves and
Aho us with leather whips and burnin' candles

And rambled through our castle, leavin' shambles
Stole our golden sodas like some camels
We gazed, amazed and as he loaded his ammo
With to the and blasted out our bone marrow

We went to Gretal and the
Tricked by wicked jackel
Children of my old daddy, have me
In mind were they in this wilderness blind?