Luyện nghe bài hát Holocaust (Silkworm)

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

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

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

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

'Cuz I'm filthy and guilty, dastardly,
My melody has to be a bastards masterpiece
Stop graftin' me, chump ass eyein' me, temp me
break it simply, I'm horrifyingly empty

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

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

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

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

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

Encyclopedia Britannica, Barbera, world of superest incher
Couldn't give a proper word on the scripture of my
You're just a to my inferno, we burn for eternal
MC's delight popcorn, we every curnel

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

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

King Cobra, back blew back and foot
On the dusted out, waitin' for carriers
Poppin' like Orville Redd'n Bocker or Betty
The pop secret is the forty glock popper

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

Thirty shot banana clip, loaded
Radar scanners get
Digital torments your head, eye's bloated
Nexus floated, darts quoted

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

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

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

Corner of the market, by usin' digital
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 always throughout my dungeon pit
Killer must reign supreme throughout the continent
We it, motherfuckers

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

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

Tony Starks, spaceship, ran by a cellar
Only man out, walked through
Dick like shit went well
Call it the Joe Young

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

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

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