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

Poetic]
Yo, up
Grym Reap, Poetic, titanium

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

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