Luyện nghe bài hát Darkness

[Intro:
No dead end streets
Gravediggaz, dark
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, I kill, it's no accident
Punch hole thru abdomen, pluck your vein instrument
Prevent, my thought waves 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 that ass
Squeeze time, a pressure ya muthafuckas measure
The body severed, fingers are dismembered
Hair foliculs, point of rap, wrapped in
Wrapped in a heat, body found upon the of Egypt
Jamaica, that on to make a Earth
Natural disaster, master
Master crater size hole, that wanna fold
Blow, transport threatin ya fuckin support
niggas up on the Potium
Figure, how many run wit Gravediggaz, nigga!

Poetic]
Yo, up
Grym Reap, Poetic, Tony

Criminal record, never had one, never made
Never guns and blaze them just for fun
I'm military trained, not very fiend
Not to kill up every 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
hip hop in spots that get hot
They figure we get knots, a few bad lick shots
And shit stops, the High
Deprive human life out of his gift
Thirty years up on the brick top
to survive, it's as wild as elephant's stampede
To see, fans as someone in the audience, clans bleed
can't breath, after the next man squeeze
And this is like "Please"
Someone, get a parademic, the ghetto drama's
More armor shredded, I need peace
of mind, peace and quiet, piece of the pie
Piece of the action, to
A piece of real estate when I need escape
A pen and a piece of paper, to plot my caper
Up in the safe havin, peace pipes
As try the peace treaty
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 dealy? Behind the plot
As I carry a piece to protect my
Can't rocks while enemies toke Glocks
The human and the low lock, and we go into shock shock shock

3X]

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