Luyện nghe bài hát Da Journee

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Come with us, come the elevator
Shift six billion beneath
Where the Def dwells
your dreams and imaginations is only
Loose in a motherfucker's pockets

is Dr. Trevis, coming to you live from WFDS
We're 'From the Dark Side'
Niggaz, better get flashlights
'Cause pitch black

I travel the Milky and the stars of the Gods
return six billion feet beneath to get cigars
My format sounds off like gun claps
Underground, where you need flashlights and hats
My is ten levels deeper than Jacob's Ladder

Batter the paragraph, after your gall bladder shatter
Nymphomaniac on track when I like Funkmaster
Flex, you can bet I'm not playing with a full
I go far beyond acting hard and triggers
I just wanna die and come as the Nile on the river

Zone until I figured how to wake up in the
And the corners of my mouth be like foamin' when I'm
neighborhood roughnecks, I cause a threat
My silhouette, who smacks niggaz just like Treach
Comin' through, comin' through, put your hands on handgun

I'm crazy off that chronic from my man grandson
I shoot to kill, puff blunts in ville
I be murderin' MC's from up here to
I sweat dark, when I get off my cock
Yo, yo, yo, that's, that's E and

Yo, word up? Yo, going on?
Yo, chill, chill, chill,