Luyện nghe bài hát 1112

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

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

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

We wrote checkpoints on your next joint
And who the nigga you
700 on the track to slay
Murderous wordplay displayed for killin'

bullets in the air to test wind
Which way the spins
on clockwise, still civilized
Kill spies on the that still flies all dies

no extension on the lynchin'
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 really feel,

He'll live after 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 lay in ravines and ditches
shrubs and leaves
They breathed through underwater
The enemy above, Clan remain subterranean mud

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

Inhale venomous thought that I propel
Through the facility, the city must suffer at the hand
Of the Chief's command, is in
At 3 minute intervals the heat
Deadenin' the power from electrical
Defenses are down, a nigga up
him off the sound

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

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

desire, ebony eyes, painted toe nails, legacys die
Winnin' by the well, Egyptian Queens, Arabian
Paid to knock off rich for the joy some sing

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

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

nights over the dividers
A thousand bow before the Kaaba
Hebrews flee to the of Masada
For the of God, guns make a loud sound

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

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

Ha, I the sheriff and the deputy secondly
Threatenin' the lives of those who me
my chances 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 livin' all but I was wrong

This long road I have to travel in battles
These filthy snakes with fangs and rattles
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 hang from the mantels
Man made slaves and day babbles
Raw from Africa and golden and sandles
By wicked and vandals

Who us with leather whips and burnin' candles
And rambled through our castle, leavin' shambles
Stole our golden sodas some 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
Children of my grand old daddy, me
In mind, were they lost in wilderness blind?