Luyện nghe bài hát Darkness

[Intro:
No dead end streets
Gravediggaz, dark
out the fog
Reappearin millenium
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
hole thru your abdomen, pluck your vein instrument
Prevent, my thought waves infinite
Periodically I generate, intake
7 and a half brain, 5% body weight
Repititious, the bishop, he only the vicious
Sleepin wit yo misses, tappin ass vicious
time, a pressure ya muthafuckas couldn't measure
The body severed, fingers are dismembered
foliculs, point of rap, wrapped in iodine
Wrapped in a heat, found upon the ground of Egypt
Jamaica, that on to make a Earth
Natural disaster, master
Master crater size hole, niggas wanna fold
Blow, transport ya fuckin life support
niggas up on the Potium
Figure, how niggas run wit Gravediggaz, nigga!

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

Criminal record, never had one, never made
Never grab guns and blaze them for fun
I'm military trained, not considered fiend
Not to kill up every within the skill of my brain
I peep certain cats on the block, I know they plot
How to get what I got, cuz we travel
Doin hip hop in that get hot
They figure we get knots, a few bad apples'll shots
And stops, the Most High
Deprive human life out of his shop
Thirty years up on the brick top
Tryin to survive, it's as wild as elephant's
To see, fans leave as in the audience, clans bleed
They can't breath, after the next man
And this girl is "Please"
Someone, get a parademic, the ghetto drama's
More black armor shredded, I peace
of mind, peace 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 caper
Up in the safe havin, smokin pipes
As try the peace treaty
And we be usin the Sun as a time
pieces in two piece bikinis
That me a piece of ass, whenever they see me
What the Behind the whole plot
As I carry a piece to my flock
throw rocks while enemies toke 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 life or death, breathin the breath" - Nas