Luyện nghe bài hát Dangerous Mindz

I got stress on my brain that chest pains
Inside the best frames, ghetto blood clots is scored by slug
And drug spots, well, if you're too to move out
Or get a new house, it's like livin' in a war, walkin' through

And you God exists, when hard fists
Be poundin' on your like jackhammers
You're in the black drama, you hear the laughter
Seconds after you fade out, you're played out, you're laid out

Your heart nearly gave out, you're lucky that you out
With just a few scars the beating ends
The streets let ya breathe
But evil men, will soon be on the end

Of Universal Law, I'm callin' on the and the poor
To fight and never forfeit the day you have to go to war
With forces that are armed upon the seven borders
A mental fortress is essentials to absorb

My sword the human orb until it orbits
In the art of war see Grym Reap be morbid
Since pieces of the lost civilization in the
Had my etched inside of pyramids

To at this revelation, without 365 days of concentration
And twenty-four hour meditation, be foolishly pagan
I'm as 'Amen', see I stay Grym
fools in in a pit full of pit bulls to be shaken

Or strapped to the of Hell and inner sin
Which the sinners in to sell such a Sing-Sing
I bring Grym tidings, your wave all not exciting
Stop riding the dick, start your own shit

'Cause I stick figures, they they fat and can't rap wind blast
I make 'em Slim Fast, lookin' like stick
I'm all that, I bag at concerts and shows
Get more than hoes that boost Victoria Secret clothes

Foes is tagged like toes at the coroner's
Kids with feet rise and fall like the barometer
Grym will mentally chop your
See, shit is locked here, like penitentiary blocks in tears

Escape outta ducts, every time you hear my name
You better duck fate or catch a fuckin' face full of duct
You get smacked like a trick sniffed off her money
Then smoked like with the blunts dipped in honey

your head like a gyro, my hair grows in knotty spirals
Feet resembles Christ's description the Bible
Water-walker, immune to all physical
out fast in a Porsche upon a double-crosser

My penis rise up in the morning a Phoenix
And blast cells into a low blooded 'nemic
The material's venereal
MC's get murdered in serial, you can't fuck with the

paradox, my shit is seen wide-screen Magnavox
Grabs thought like Doctor
'Cause war like the of Kush
I'm hangin' devil's heads on a bush

Sugar-frosted sorceresses, bitches get
lips be drippin', like leaky faucets
Undercover C-Cyphers sprayed up windshield wipers
While I'm guzzlin' Piper's, changin' my son's diapers

Dime trapped in sync like many time piece
You get stampeded by the
A rap dast' plus tracks like Chow Yun Fat
forces get their eardrums flat

Common denominator, I swing the mic like Vader
He was fooled by the interpreatation made from a
get their wigs blown, trounced off my fistbone
Choked my death, every time they break a wishbone

Eventually, I knew the whole would mention me
Potentially, I the key to make G's
MC's breeze on my tracks, I the root with the trees
Killa bees rapid like diseases

See it's, the second comin' of Jesus, of Nazareth
Be fabulous, raise the dead crowd up Lazarus
Hazardous attacks be beautiful
Acoustical we provoke, it comes out musically dope

realize they just can't cope
They're here, bustin' out the resembles fire and smoke Loc
I blast watts in circuits like General was Turkish
My is divided deep into your central nervous

Pervert area codes this murder
I'm boxed-in, suckin' hologram tits, oxygen
Parallel world of crab and sea shells mix
I pierce my dick and sword right you pelvics

I'm stricken bomb, wrapped in trees of palm
Physical existence is of Allah
I travel at rates, weaker men are primates
That either or get burnt to the stake

I feed off lyrical light beams of
My is panatomic like lobotomy
el loco, gas niggaz like Sunoco
Flush 'em like Presto, in your chest bone

I raise the shore, like Sodom and Gomorrah
With traction, a 4-wheel drive Ford Explorer
While mucus within the center of the Rubik's
The roots of the wine induced the enzymes inside nucleus

Turmoil boilin' appointed, niggaz rubbin' off my style like a
Lost in the Sahara, trial and error
Confused with 3 meals for Sara

Bearer, digestin' in abundance
the dead is not known to return from the dungeons