Luyện nghe bài hát Assassination Day

It's day, I stalk

I move through the third world, my third the guiding light
Invite the fight, we all die
The life I a twenty-five to life bid
reneged, I stroll the globe fugitive
CREAM is short, Cee Cipher Power stalk, plus the fiend
Three Gs the cost in Supreme
White lies and blackmail land me back in
all for sale, a stolen goal but it fail
Stranded on the front
I shine to the dumb and
It comes time I take back what was once
time in the first quarter
From the slaughter
poisoning the birth water
The daughter rest her head on my chest
the struggle we cuddle under half-moon crest
While the press plant fear and exploit the gun
Central broadcasting is shackling, nerves are
Trapped in deep water,
I clash with the for my half on the action

I stop careers, the weak spot was the ears
darts hits the mark
Pierce the with silver spears
You're
My unsaturated, low
Devils feel this so you're living build tilted
MC's their axis, their body hazard tactic
Lactic acid, desert cactus, practice
You can match this invincible
Wu-Tang
One under God

With and justice
The mic is in my
Thugs who bring ruckus leave in
Unforgivable snakes face the double-edged starts to swivel
Decapitates the head, makes the projects more
Interchangeable, caution:
My chamber is ninety-nine one unnameable angles
And strangles, microphone cords to dangle
Silent as the gases that pass throughout anal
Retreat your doors
Seep out like through the pores
Destroy your organs with the biological warfare

First of all before we move on, shit is like a Yukon, don
Spread it out like Grey
Splurging, merging in the
Using this just like an
Action word, flowing like a
God came in, aiming Terry Bradshaw
He hit the crash bar, stay God
His shit is Pa
You handle just like algebra
UFO spot 'em like
Holding bullet-proof Acuras
You so fly, yeah right, you want to get me
Yo Bobby, you hear how I'm shooting it they blue tops know
You won't play me your lady
Pay me spit it at you like a baby
Final Haiti

War's extremely serious and it me
To have to tings to deadly measures
And have you and shot for no pay
It's assassination day I stalk my like prey
Tranqued by sounds that deceives
And MC's to the lair
With a mic-like bait, then awaits to be bitten by
Temptation my victim to proceed
Forward, ignorance wouldn't retreat
rather pursue death than admit defeat
Now who's best to describe for I specialize in
rhyming, constantly inclining
My mind with an enormous kickback
Your brain absorb the impact
conduct from the crowd is the feedback

It's day, I stalk