Luyện nghe bài hát Assassination Day

It's assassination day, I

I move through the third world, my third the guiding light
Invite the fight, we all die
The life I live's a twenty-five to bid
Parole reneged, I the globe fugitive
CREAM is short, Cee Cipher Power stalk, the fiend talk
Three Gs the in Supreme Court
White lies and land me back in jail
We're all for sale, a goal but it fail
on the front line
I to the dumb and blind
It time I take back what was once mine
Crunch time in the quarter
From the worst
Devil's the birth water
The earth daughter rest her head on my
Through the struggle we under half-moon crest
While the press plant fear and the gun blasting
broadcasting is shackling, nerves are unfastened
Trapped in deep water,
I clash the titans for my half on the action

I stop producers careers, the weak spot was the
Scorpion darts hits the
Pierce the heart silver spears
You're
My unsaturated, low
Devils still feel this so you're living tilted
upon their axis, their body hazard tactic
Lactic acid, desert drop cactus,
You can never match invincible
indispensable
One under God

With liberty and
The mic is in my
who bring ruckus leave in crutches
Unforgivable snakes face the swords starts to swivel
the head, makes the projects more livable
Interchangeable, caution:
My chamber is plus one unnameable angles
And strangles, cords start to dangle
Silent as the that pass throughout your anal
Retreat through doors
Seep out sweat through the pores
Destroy your organs with the biological warfare

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

War's extremely and it saddens me
To have to take tings to measures
And have you measured and for no pay
It's assassination day I stalk my like prey
Tranqued by deceptional sounds deceives
And lures to the lair
a mic-like bait, then awaits to be bitten by greed
Temptation my victim to proceed
Forward, ignorance wouldn't allow
You'd rather pursue than admit defeat
Now best to describe for what I specialize in
Murderous rhyming, constantly
My spits with an enormous kickback
Your brain absorb the impact
conduct from the crowd is the feedback

It's day, I stalk