Luyện nghe bài hát Assassination Day

It's assassination day, I

I move through the world, my third eye's the guiding light
the fight, we all die tonight
The I live's a twenty-five to life bid
Parole reneged, I stroll the globe
CREAM is short, Cee Power stalk, plus the fiend talk
Three Gs the cost in Supreme
White and blackmail land me back in jail
We're all for sale, a stolen but it fail
on the front line
I to the dumb and blind
It comes I take back what was once mine
Crunch time in the quarter
From the slaughter
Devil's poisoning the water
The earth rest her head on my chest
Through the struggle we cuddle under crest
While the press plant and exploit the gun blasting
broadcasting is shackling, nerves are unfastened
Trapped in deep water,
I clash with the for my half on the action

I stop producers careers, the weak was the ears
Scorpion hits the mark
Pierce the heart silver spears
You're
My unsaturated, low
Devils still this so you're living build tilted
MC's upon their axis, their hazard tactic
Lactic acid, drop cactus, practice
You can never match this
Wu-Tang
One nation God

With liberty and
The mic is in my
who bring ruckus leave in crutches
Unforgivable snakes face the double-edged swords starts to
Decapitates the head, makes the projects more
Interchangeable, caution:
My chamber is ninety-nine plus one angles
And strangles, microphone cords start to
Silent as the gases that pass throughout anal
Retreat through your
Seep out sweat through the pores
Destroy your internal organs the biological warfare

First of all we move on, this shit is like a Yukon, don
Spread it out like Poupon
Splurging, in the suburbs
Using this like an adverb
word, flowing like a blackbird
God came in, aiming like Terry
He hit the bar, stay relaxed God
His is smashed Pa
You handle just like algebra
UFO 'em like Galaga
Holding like Acuras
You so fly, right, you want to get me high
Yo Bobby, you hear how I'm shooting it like blue tops know
You won't play me like your
Pay me three-eighty spit it at you like a
Final Haiti

War's serious and it saddens me
To have to take tings to deadly
And have you and shot for no pay
It's assassination day I stalk my like prey
Tranqued by sounds that deceives
And lures MC's to the
With a mic-like bait, then awaits to be by greed
Temptation tempts my victim to
Forward, ignorance allow retreat
You'd rather death than admit defeat
Now best to describe for what I specialize in
Murderous rhyming, inclining
My mind with an enormous kickback
Your brain didn't the impact
conduct from the crowd is the feedback

It's assassination day, I