Luyện nghe bài hát Black Snow 2

[Verse 1:
I'm at the opera sitting up in the
Gun aimed at the
Backstage I dabble in magic & alchemy
Briefcase of cash, passports with a fake
Traveling Russia with bombs on a freight train
Turn popes to cokeheads cause they broke bread with heads
Paranoid skitzophrenics no meds
Weaving through the Vatican on a moped
Carrying machine guns, cops scream red
Command computers scramble to find intruders
Police the local rooftops for sharp shooters
I'm cold as Siberia, is so superior
The smell of cigars stain Mercedes
The black snow, black hole leader like
I'm sitting in a poisoning black crows
The mass knows nothing of my plots
They try the rhymes that this genius drops
I concoctions to make your heartbeat stop
We're locked in a Russian sleeping 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 a wack flow
Or eternity in Hell shoveling black snow

[Hook: Ill
Watch out where Snowgoons go
We make the sky bleed snow
Not your cash, we are after your soul
We make the sky bleed snow

[Verse 2:
The Snowgoons are battering through your speaker
Hazardous craft that'll ya
Earthquaking bangers and them smackers that slap up the
Landscapes are collapsing when we the sets
We are like the Four Horsemen breathing down the of your neck
Curtains are met for with no further regrets
Have you floating the ocean face with a bird on your head
I'm leaving rivals flabbergasted, minds can you backless
That's why I'll design my raps to chop heads off like battle-axes
Green Mile on beat, killing it, you as as garbage
Stomp through your empire like the elephants of
Colder than the poles when the notions are
Stay in control and keep one eye open like Odin
When the market is too numb we march to the drum
'Till a wrap, leaving you wrapped in a carpet of goosebumps
The storm comes, there'll be no time for a last phone
When the dark skies open to let the snow fall

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