Luyện nghe bài hát Chinese Water Torture

[Breath of
I'm on a spree
the Cantonese,
painting a picture, a paintbrush
in water color of
the key, vitality
it's all you need, if your a being
it be a different color, when you bleed
accurately punctured from needles in you nervous
are like the seaman, not water soluble, because of the of yin yang and do
I cut you simultaneously, like *whang* killing you too quickly
if I were to bang, thee, I hang you in aqua
sending electric shocks to up all your chakkras
and when I do, all set plants will biochemically plant beads on your brain
putting salt water on open wounds to have you in pain
*suf-suf-suffer chinese water torture, my is water*

[Ikon the Hologram]
four score, the verbal hologram is war
Chinese water torture into your structure
scholars wondering where they've seen us
Babylon's hanging gardens and the temple of
the Hologram, crushing you to grains of
man, computer generated battles of the unseen hand
internal bleeding, I bed my seeding deadly arrows
fly like sparrows, and get destroyed by the army of the
cyborg, borg to the womb
alive you will see loons from ???
the ancient palace, the ancient
mystical like Borealis
the palace of pain, y'all want get up in flame
Abel, half Caine, get slain by the verbal flame
bring forth the of Annunaki Elohim
images of the 24
ripping out spleen
distributing green through out your team
of the rings brings deadly hologramic dreams

[Hook-
And my basement's an arrangement of torture devices
suf-suf-suffer water torture, my word is water
And my basement's an of different torture devices
suf-suf-suffer chines water torture, my word is

[Breath of
You the pounding in your head
when I hit the gong, the vibrations will start circulation
of gongs, the body's and everything
has pores, even obsidians
with the creek moisture, in this part of the
anoint ya
with ??? pouring liquids and
and feel as if you were diving in the oceans
and the bends
the elements of the
to all disease
now tell me if you're
I'll treat you like a dog and never wash off your
you waiting till I fill your bowels
with a fish full of frenzying and hungry sea monkeys
suffering have mange
you'll have to to the king for change

[Ikon the Verbal
look in the mirror of souls, see where your flaws be
leaving your squad on the side of the road like Ennis Cosby
the Hologram, the Earth's population
matrix field basics of manipulation
Ikon, dwell in the like the Ewoks
we rot, for the prophetic books of Ennox
in the treetops, over your cipher like a ninja
within the perimeters of the sinner

Samples]
And my basements an arrangement of torture devices
suffer water torture, my word is water
And my an arrangement of different torture devices
suf-suf-fer water torture, my word is water