Luyện nghe bài hát Holocaust (Silkworm)

Digital, Bobby Digital, Wu Tang, Killer
It's all about Bobby, I'm floatin' in your

You fallin' down a endless tunnel of doom
Grahically, my Killer Bee family stings the
Insanity, titanium stomach, devourin'
My flesh is solid despite my outer appearance

deceases kill viruses, planets and racial creatures
Made MC's sprout tumors so bad, facial features
Waste your peoples, left out in the rain, of pain
shots to the mouth and the brain, shoutin' my name

Holocaust, black man, loose veins, littered with
Back smack you so hard, all your seeds be formed deformed
Swarm dorms, sting birds, verbs like mean curbs
Strike three, mics flee, I 'em with green germs, ringworm

I'm filthy and guilty, dastardly, mastery
My felony has to be a bastards masterpiece
Stop me, chump ass niggaz eyein' me, temp me
I'll break it simply, I'm horrifyingly

Spittin' darts on the tip of a used for my hideout
crush or German suplex, watch spines slide out the side route
Forearm with twenty jabs on the ave or your lab
Get in bloody bath

While, I'm herbal teas, verbal bees plant fertile seeds
Bitches leave with broke backs, swollen palms and knees
Circle thieves like vultures in rest on a cactus

Got nominee, MC's stuck to my hatchet
Drastic, indescribable pain, I injure
While, Bobby's throwin' razor CD's like Ninja
Chick, chick, chick, chh

Yo, yo, dropped a manhole, yo
I rap ammo, out your candle, check, yo
Dropped down a manhole, I rap
out your candle, have Wu Tang tagged up
On your tombstone by

Release the info, 4 4, increase your heart
your ass, you jumped through a closed window
To a beats per a second, my mic's secret weapon
your style to that of Led Zeppelin

Encyclopedia Britannica, Hanna Barbera, of superest incher
Couldn't give a proper on the scripture of my manner
You're just a flicker to my inferno, we burn for
MC's delight popcorn, we poppin' every

Jot us in your journal, we hot a thermal
Nuclear explosion, under my control of country

My technique, he freak
Recite for state, my divine is like Peak
At most, you'll be off in PatMoss
Get in the back of your neck with the black toast

King Cobra, back back and bare foot
On the roof dusted out, waitin' for
like Orville Redd'n Bocker or Betty Crocker
The pop is the forty five glock popper

Control men rats that's controlled by Ben or Willis
American Express privileges, spillage
We got more balls then
Star spangled banner, soldier up
Cobra commander, stop the

Thirty banana clip, full loaded
Radar get decoded
Digital torments your head, eye's bloated
Nexus floated, poison darts

American eagle stingin' up blue Bailey
On the wine mixed Hennessey daily
Keep scaly, Israeli niggaz from the clan
We bide the Omish that'll the promised land

Yo, yo, yo, you can't escape the Dr. of Doom
My lyrics bloom on bafoons and take like witches brooms
That full on all you dumb, dumbs
your filthy rise away like soap scum

The warlord swingin' flamin' swords just like a
Of the darkness, my scriptures cause arches like archmen
My Killer Bee sting accurate like a marksman
So, tape with caution, we attack Black Martians

Corner of the market, by usin' strategies
Reefer sparks my acid battery, y'all, niggaz me
With all that tough talk, I drop bombs like Blaylock
From the outside or the inside, create intense
When my pen glides, all MC's will get they flied

For talkin' shit, lyrics strike throughout my dungeon pit
Killer Bees must reign supreme the continent
We conquered it,

Aiyo, aiyo, the beat terminal, young coolie high production
Caught up in the hollow head
Ten pogo sticks, two black belts that bricks
Diet Coke with the rich

I'm married to rap
been engaged for twelve years
Tyson bite ear
We the sport, look out your window
Now see, up to say, y'all be amazed me

Tony Starks, spaceship, ran by a daughter's
man out, walked through hell
Dick swingin' like went well
it the Mighty Joe Young

Double slush, Wonder Woman, sapphire shit with the pearls
It looked real nice, yo, on the gravy
Third, bag a in the glaze, he tagged eighty words
From winds to whirl pools

Openly see, wise the spin
dance with the serpent
Who shot JJ and my bone
The same nigga the train

nigga with his name on the jacket
Switch to chaseable, inhaled the bad bag of Jason
out twice in the basement, straight up and down, y'all
Digital, Digital, Bobby