Luyện nghe bài hát Doomsday

[ chorus: ]
This is doomsday, for mcs hollow skills
Who talk about clothing and dollar bills
And fake ass that they don't even drive
Hip-hop is war and only mcs will survive
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Half dead platoon leader, but by enemy heaters
Juggernot, on the block, lash at armed retreaters
Why teach it to the utmost
Fuck coast, galaxies leaving the banner ruthless cut throats
Brains explode, spatters on the road
My thoughts unfold and strip away the nutrients of your
cold, blast shots through your nosehole
Im hostile, the slugs ricochet through nostril
Strike your
Black kid, creep between like an arachnid
Smash hits open you like bullets wit glass tips
Kill braid, the black sea serpent who swallow
My fists become and my knuckles hollow tips
P loopbart the dirt, and raise soldiers wit a curse
Bury thieves wit no headstones so get back to the earth
Still shinin, I'm the sun, wars by the ton
Hands into axes, fuck guns, shot out your lungs
Yo, yo

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[ p.r. ]
Yo, yo, yo
We may this, we seem harmless, check the calmest
My palm hits like a close fist, breakin
You crab ass try to fast you slow down
All six got trey pounds, thirty six rounds
The pristeen, unheard, unseen, the a
Murder provoked face the red beam
Street hop, bike triple my smoke screen
Sped fast, five hundred crabs have fled the scene
Out of state, switch the plates, on run dunn
Sped fast, rub on the gas, theyre comin
On they ninja bike, kawasaki tights a two key
Sure we still got height, I made a right
Hit the brake, threw a fake, last the clutch, I'm out of state
Full speed ahead never look back always

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in the dark war trench
Covered in mud strong stench
wrench, adjusting my mic, fatigues drenched
From soldiers insides, hidden up in my archives
and throw knives hand to hand combat takin lives
Many lost, many it wit force
linger wit the disease
Born known as the bee stinger
Its doomsday you rap
Mockingbirds marking my
shit is war up in the terrorist arena

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is doomsday