Luyện nghe bài hát 1112

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

The producer sampled this question
Hit him with the for the answer with extra compression
When sound travel, it quickly you
And equalizes the pitch up, until it you

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

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

Throwin' bullets in the air to wind
Which way the cyclone
Counter on clockwise, civilized
Kill spies on the wall still flies all dies

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

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

My ninjas lay in ravines and
Underneath and leaves
They breathed underwater reeds
The enemy walks above, Clan subterranean mud

Off shore banks, tanks the location
by the circle of death formation
Telecom lines are sniped from these low altitude
bulletproof helmets with scrap nail fragments of cell

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 intervals the intenses
Deadenin' the power from electrical
Defenses are down, a nigga up
Bounce him off the

{You what I'm sayin'?
The God Cadaver, in the of Iris
We talk about sex, money and
(Ruled by power)}

{And cats don't know what it's about
(Love and power)
It deeper than what you see on TV
Priest, come on}

Burnin' desire, ebony eyes, toe nails, legacys die
Winnin' by the well, Queens, Arabian Sheiks
Paid to knock off kings for the joy some sing

Graveyards filled with scarlet widows who stabbed husbands
Sleepin' on silk pillows, on they robes
as beggar in cheap wool clothes
Lambs and wolfs in black hoods, pull out gats

Like magic wands, spells, sendin' niggaz to Hell
Trappin' they souls in realms, baptize 'em with water
on the heads of plenty witches' daughters
Interviews with the richest

Silent nights the dividers
A thousand Muslims bow the Kaaba
flee to the hills of Masada
For the love of God, guns make a sound

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

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

Ha, I shot the and the deputy secondly
the lives of those who threaten me
Lessenin' my of defeat by predeterminin' the victory
As taught by Sun Tzu in the chapter, the third one

I heard my words shall be
Regardless to anything or anyone or
I die by the gun, my life has just
Thought I was all along but I was wrong

long road I have to travel in countless battles
These filthy snakes with poison fangs and
Kings, and pharaohs change to cattle
Unable to [Incomprehensible] the Devil's

Singin' at his on the sparrow, mind 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 thieves and vandals

Who man-handled us with leather and burnin' candles
And rambled through our castle, leavin' shambles
Stole our golden sodas like Arab camels
We gazed, amazed and as he loaded his ammo

With to the barrel and out our bone marrow
We went to Gretal and the Hansel, by this wicked jackal
of my grand old daddy, have me
In mind, were they lost in this wilderness