Luyện nghe bài hát 1112

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

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

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

We wrote block-tic checkpoints on next joint
And who the nigga you
700 volts on the track to
Murderous wordplay displayed for cascades

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

Give no extension on the
It's tension if the 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 the show, see the promoted for the dough
I'm takin', his wax
Throw my shit on to perform my selection the Swarm
Day 2 breaks, a stormy Monday

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

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

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

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

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

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

Graveyards filled scarlet widows who stabbed they husbands
on silk pillows, blood on they robes
Disguised as beggar in cheap clothes
Lambs and wolfs in black hoods, out they gats

Like magic wands, castin' spells, niggaz to Hell
Trappin' they souls in realms, 'em with holy water
Springin' on the heads of plenty witches'
Interviews with the reporters

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

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

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

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

I heard my words be bombed
Regardless to anything or or else
I die by the gun, my has just begun
Thought I was all along but I was wrong

This long I have to travel in countless battles
These filthy with poison fangs and rattles
Kings, queens and pharaohs change to
Unable to [Incomprehensible] the [Incomprehensible]

at his eyes on the sparrow, mind narrow
2 positions, and tarots
Hark harolds, and Christmas carols

images hang from the mantels
Man made and modern day babbles
Raw from and golden ropes and sandles
By thieves and vandals

Who man-handled us with leather whips and candles
And through our castle, leavin' niggaz shambles
Stole our golden sodas some Arab camels
We gazed, and baffled as he loaded his ammo

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