Luyện nghe bài hát Darkness

[Intro:
No more end streets
Gravediggaz, angels
out the fog
Reappearin millenium
Frukwan, the Keep, sun star
Hit it up, ya
Gravediggaz...hit it up, ya
Gravediggaz, dark

Created from a cumulus, cause are numerous
Dangerous combattin, when I kill, it's no
Punch hole thru abdomen, pluck your vein instrument
Prevent, my thought waves infinite
I generate, natural intake
7 and a half brain, 5% body weight
Repititious, the bishop, he enter the vicious
Sleepin wit yo misses, tappin ass vicious
Squeeze time, a pressure ya muthafuckas couldn't
The body severed, fingers are dismembered
Hair foliculs, point of rap, in iodine
in a heat, body found upon the ground of Egypt
Jamaica, that on to make a Earth
Natural disaster, hemipheric
crater size hole, niggas that wanna fold
Blow, transport ya fuckin life support
niggas up on the Potium
Figure, how niggas run wit Gravediggaz, nigga!

Poetic]
Yo, up
Reap, Poetic, Tony titanium

Criminal record, never had one, made none
Never grab guns and blaze just for fun
I'm military trained, not considered very
Not to kill up every frame within the of my brain
When I peep certain cats on the block, I they plot
How to get what I got, cuz we travel
Doin hip hop in spots get hot
They figure we get knots, a few bad apples'll lick
And shit stops, the Most
Deprive human out of his gift shop
Thirty years up on the brick top
Tryin to survive, it's as as elephant's stampede
To see, fans leave as someone in the audience, clans
They can't breath, the next man squeeze
And girl is like "Please"
Someone, get a parademic, the ghetto pathetic
More black armor shredded, I peace
Peace of mind, and quiet, piece of the pie
Piece of the action, to
A nice piece of estate when I need escape
A pen and a piece of paper, to plot my next
Up in the safe havin, smokin peace
As peeps try the peace
And we be usin the Sun as a piece
pieces in two piece bikinis
That give me a piece of ass, they see me
What the Behind the whole plot
As I carry a to protect my flock
Can't rocks while enemies toke Glocks
The and the low brain lock, and we go into shock shock shock

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