Luyện nghe bài hát Darkness

[Intro:
No more dead end
Gravediggaz, angels
out the fog
Reappearin every
Frukwan, the Gate Keep, sun
Hit it up, ya
Gravediggaz...hit it up, ya
Gravediggaz, dark

Created from a cumulus, cause that are
Dangerous combattin, when I kill, no accident
Punch hole thru your abdomen, pluck your instrument
Prevent, my waves travel infinite
Periodically I generate, intake
7 and a half ounce brain, 5% body
Repititious, the bishop, he enter the vicious
Sleepin wit yo misses, tappin ass vicious
time, a pressure ya muthafuckas couldn't measure
The dead body severed, are dismembered
foliculs, point of rap, wrapped in iodine
Wrapped in a heat, body found upon the of Egypt
Jamaica, on to make a Earth shaker
disaster, hemipheric master
Master size hole, niggas that wanna fold
Blow, transport ya fuckin life support
Petrolium up on the Potium
Figure, how many run wit Gravediggaz, nigga!

[Break:
Yo, up
Grym Reap, Poetic, titanium

Criminal record, never had one, never none
Never guns and blaze them just for fun
I'm military trained, not considered very
Not to kill up frame within the skill of my brain
When I peep cats on the block, I know they plot
How to get what I got, cuz we alot
Doin hip hop in spots get hot
They figure we get knots, a few bad apples'll shots
And shit stops, the High
Deprive human life out of his gift
Thirty four up on the brick top
Tryin to survive, as wild as elephant's stampede
To see, fans leave as someone in the audience, clans
They breath, after the next man squeeze
And this is like "Please"
Someone, get a parademic, the drama's pathetic
More armor shredded, I need peace
of mind, peace and quiet, piece of the pie
Piece of the action, to
A nice piece of real when I need escape
A pen and a piece of paper, to my next caper
Up in the havin, smokin peace pipes
As try the peace treaty
And we be the Sun as a time piece
pieces in two piece bikinis
That me a piece of ass, whenever they see me
What the Behind the whole plot
As I a piece to protect my flock
Can't throw rocks while enemies toke
The human and the low brain lock, and we go into shock shock

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"My mic check is or death" (6X)- Nas {scratched up}
"My mic check is life or death, the sniper's breath" - Nas