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 drums like

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

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

We wrote block-tic checkpoints on your joint
And who the you anoint?
700 volts on the track to
wordplay displayed for killin' cascades

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

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

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

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

Off banks, tanks approach the location
by the circle of death formation
Telecom are sniped from these low altitude strikes
Shatterin' bulletproof helmets scrap 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 heat
Deadenin' the power electrical fences
Defenses are down, a nigga up
Bounce him off the

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 or anyone or else
I die by the gun, my life has begun
I was livin' all along but I was wrong

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

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

Raven images from the mantels
Man made slaves and modern day
Raw from Africa and ropes and sandles
By wicked thieves and

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

With to the 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 wilderness blind?