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 black magic &
Briefcase of cash, passports with a fake
Traveling through Russia bombs on a freight train
Turn popes to cokeheads cause they broke bread with goat
Paranoid skitzophrenics with no
Weaving the Vatican traffic on a moped
Carrying machine guns, cops scream red
Command center scramble to find intruders
Police scan the local for sharp shooters
I'm cold as Siberia, is so superior
The smell of cigars Mercedes interior
The black snow, hole leader like Castro
I'm sitting in a cemetery poisoning crows
The mass knows nothing of my plots
They try deciphering the rhymes this genius drops
I concoct concoctions to make your stop
We're in a Russian gulag sleeping on old cots
Guards moving robots patroling the cellblocks
30 below zero, who the hell said Hell's
I swore to my maker I'd never a wack flow
Or spend eternity in shoveling black snow

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

[Verse 2:
The Snowgoons are rams through your speaker
Hazardous that'll freeze ya
Earthquaking and them smackers that slap up the sleepers
Landscapes are collapsing when we shatter the
We are like the Four breathing down the back of your neck
are met for competition with no further regrets
Have you floating the ocean face with a bird on your head
I'm leaving flabbergasted, minds can have you backless
why I'll design 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 the poles when the notions are woven
Stay in control and always one eye open like Odin
When the market is too numb we march to the drum
'Till it's a wrap, leaving you wrapped in a of goosebumps
The comes, there'll be no time for a last phone call
When the dark skies open to let the black snow

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