Luyện nghe bài hát Genghis Khan

You to witness a two five Jedi Minds collabo
You what I mean? To God Jus Allah

is a Martian, feeding off weed and cash
I dash from my ship in the Roswell
You smash when you dash the clashing ox
Saw you in without a fucking magical box

Wet always seems to splash my cock
I'm dead, they just didn't leave the locked
Pass my block I let drill in your spleen
We're ill with hand held killing machines

dreams with the armored steel guard your grill
Nigga, I was brought up by the Kents in
Following will, horror in the skill
Caught up in the real, don't give me to kill

Nocturnal, I where the darkness goes
If I had to follow the moon across the
With the staff and white robe, I still metal
Disciples who walk on glass and rose

Yo, last rites, we fast to blast
Mind 252, we mad nice
We smash mics and blast too
40 days and pray for 40 nights

Yo, yo, I'm savage, I write rhymes in pitch
Any motherfucker that front, is backless
Y'all motherfuckers just burn ashes
Trying to step into the zone Vinnie Paz is

It's Black Sabbath, put a slug in his
'Cause Mind two five thuggin' for real
You ever think there might be then peel
'Cause a motherfucker me dumpin' to kill

Y'all better the mic 'cause Vin's ill
Y'all learn the facts of life from Kim
I don't know how kids my flow harms
My gun control leave y'all with no

Y'all love to smell the stench of dead
Left in the path of the Paz and
5, 9 up, mad stocky
thug who bust slugs in the lobby

Yo, rites, we fast to blast twice
Mind 252 we mad nice
We mics and blast too precise
Fast 40 days and for 40 nights

Yo, last rites, we fast to twice
Jedi 252 we mad nice
We smash mics and too precise
Fast 40 days and for 40 nights

I hit the turnpike on dirt bikes with 2
On my way to Philly to fight for
Only guerrillas will react to this
The laws try to black activist

Half of y'all is and actresses
I keep at least a 100 grand in the
Shit so hot, as I write it I get indicted
I one y'all scared niggas to bite it

I in hood lobbies getting my rocks off
With long johns and 3 of socks on
Ducking from the pigs so I don't get off
Or popped off and y'all thugs are

It's like you're skirt get up, clothes come off
Red Dragons, even fuck with my brain patterns
I'm all live, Pentium Plus and wagons
Mahdi, believe me it do ring

If you saw me do dirt you won't to tell
I've done lived in a cell, did in hell
Held at gunpoint for ransom and bail

Yo, last rites, we fast to blast
Jedi 252 we mad nice
We smash mics and too precise
40 days and pray for 40 nights