Luyện nghe bài hát 1112

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

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

Bugged out, tryin' to think you can match
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 you anoint?
700 volts on the track to
Murderous wordplay displayed for killin'

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

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

never live after the show, see the promoted for the dough
I'm takin', his wax
Throw my on to perform my selection from the Swarm
Day 2 breaks, a stormy Monday

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

Off banks, tanks approach the location
Bombarded by the circle of death
Telecom lines are from these low altitude strikes
Shatterin' bulletproof helmets scrap nail fragments of cell

Inhale these venomous thought that I
the North facility, the city must suffer at the hand
Of the command, volts is in
At 3 minute intervals the intenses
Deadenin' the power from fences
Defenses are down, a nigga up
him off the sound

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

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

Burnin' desire, ebony eyes, painted toe nails, die
Winnin' by the well, Egyptian Queens, Sheiks
Paid to knock off rich kings for the joy some

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

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

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

show you how thugs get down
Shoot outs, bullets into bloodhounds and hunt you down
nation, lost generation
X-Files, describe them in the future as cosmic

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

Ha, I shot the sheriff and the deputy
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 my words shall be bombed
Regardless to anything or or else
I die by the gun, my has just begun
I was livin' all along but I was wrong

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

Singin' at his eyes on the sparrow, mind
2 positions, horoscopes and
harolds, angels and Christmas carols

Raven images hang from the
Man made slaves and day babbles
Raw Africa and golden ropes and sandles
By wicked and vandals

Who man-handled us with whips and burnin' candles
And rambled through our castle, niggaz shambles
Stole our sodas like some Arab camels
We gazed, amazed and baffled as he his ammo

to the barrel and blasted out our bone marrow
We went to and the Hansel, tricked by this wicked jackal
Children of my grand old daddy, me
In mind, were they lost in this blind?