Luyện nghe bài hát Black Snow 2

[Verse 1:
I'm at the sitting up in the balcony
Gun aimed at the
Backstage I in black magic & alchemy
Briefcase of cash, passports a fake name
Traveling through Russia with bombs on a freight
Turn popes to cokeheads cause they bread with goat heads
Paranoid skitzophrenics with no
Weaving through the traffic on a moped
Carrying machine guns, scream code red
Command computers scramble to find intruders
scan the local rooftops for sharp shooters
I'm cold as Siberia, flow is so
The of cigars stain Mercedes interior
The black snow, hole leader like Castro
I'm sitting in a cemetery poisoning black
The mass knows of my fiendish plots
They try deciphering the rhymes this genius drops
I concoct concoctions to make your heartbeat
We're locked in a Russian gulag on old cots
Guards moving like patroling the cellblocks
30 below zero, who the said Hell's hot?
I swore to my maker I'd never spit a wack
Or spend eternity in shoveling black snow

Ill Bill]
Watch out where Snowgoons go
We make the sky black snow
Not your cash, we are after your soul
We the sky bleed black snow

2: Sicknature]
The Snowgoons are rams through your speaker
Hazardous that'll freeze ya
Earthquaking bangers and them smackers that up the sleepers
Landscapes are collapsing we shatter the sets
We are like the Four Horsemen breathing down the of your neck
Curtains are met for competition with no further
Have you floating the face down with a bird on your head
I'm leaving flabbergasted, minds can have you backless
That's why I'll my raps to chop heads off like flying battle-axes
Green on beat, killing it, you as relevant as garbage
Stomp through your like the elephants of Carthage
Colder than the poles when the notions are
Stay in and always keep one eye open like Odin
When the market is too we march to the goon drum
it's a wrap, leaving you wrapped in a carpet of goosebumps
The storm comes, there'll be no for a last phone call
When the dark open to let the black snow fall

[Verse 3: Celph
I got a sinister plot to shots
Samurais that let hammers fly, ninjas Glocks
Bust brick walls, walk through glass
Terminator Titled, let 'em live, why would I do
Dumping I got at ya
Don't you think it's odd that I run this shit from to Ottawa?
you in a garbage truck,cause you been trash
Wear your hat straight, but I'll put snaps where your at
Make you rock a special needs helmet you been wack
Uppercut punch, you bent back
Halfway up your nose was the chin
The doctor handed me some notes and graph
That said boy need a skin graft
I talk to cops so save that report
My interrogation video's a Charlie Chaplin
So when you hear the gat blow we comin' the backdoor
I let the go repping for Black Snow