Luyện nghe bài hát Holocaust (Silkworm)

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

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

Still deceases kill viruses, and racial creatures
Made MC's sprout tumors so bad, lost facial
Waste your peoples, out in the rain, fountains of pain
Eighty shots to the and the brain, shoutin' my name

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

'Cuz I'm and guilty, dastardly, mastery
My felony melody has to be a bastards
graftin' me, chump ass niggaz eyein' me, temp me
I'll break it simply, I'm empty

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

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

Got Oscar nominee, MC's stuck to my
Drastic, indescribable pain, I bars
While, throwin' razor CD's like Ninja Stars
Chick, chick, chick, chh

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

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

Encyclopedia Britannica, Hanna Barbera, world of incher
Couldn't give a word on the scripture of my manner
just a flicker to my inferno, we burn for eternal
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 vocabulary
for state, my divine is like Dante's Peak
At most, be trapped off in PatMoss
Get in the back of your neck with the black toast

King Cobra, blew back and bare foot
On the roof dusted out, for carriers
Poppin' like Redd'n Bocker or Betty Crocker
The pop secret is the forty five glock

Control men like rats that's by Ben or Willis
American Express privileges, blood
We got more then village
Star banner, soldier stand up
Cobra commander, stop the

Thirty banana clip, full loaded
Radar scanners get
Digital warfare torments your head, bloated
Nexus floated, poison quoted

American eagle up blue Beetle Bailey
On the mixed with Hennessey daily
Keep thee scaly, niggaz from the clan
We bide the Omish harness the promised land

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

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

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

For shit, lyrics always strike throughout my dungeon pit
Killer Bees must supreme throughout the continent
We it, motherfuckers

Aiyo, aiyo, the beat terminal, exquisite young high production
up in the hollow head suction
Ten pogo sticks, two black that break bricks
Diet Coke meetin's with the

I'm faithfully to rap
been engaged for twelve years
Tyson Holyfield ear
We love the sport, look out window
Now see, pull up to say, be amazed me

Starks, spaceship, ran by a daughter's cellar
Only man out, walked through
swingin' like shit went well
Call it the Joe Young

Double swirl slush, Wonder Woman, sapphire with the pearls
It looked real nice, yo, heavy on the
Third, bag a secretary in the glaze, he tagged eighty
whirl winds to whirl pools

Openly see, the earth spin
Sunny with the serpent
Who shot JJ and my bone
The same nigga ridin' the

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