Luyện nghe bài hát Holocaust (Silkworm)

Digital, Bobby Digital, Wu Tang, Bees
It's all about Bobby, I'm floatin' in galaxy

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My technique, he freak
Recite for state, my divine is like 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 roof out, waitin' for carriers
Poppin' like Orville Redd'n Bocker or Crocker
The pop is the forty five glock popper

men like rats that's controlled by Ben or Willis
American privileges, blood spillage
We got more then village
spangled banner, soldier stand up
Cobra commander, the propaganda

Thirty shot banana clip, full
Radar get decoded
Digital warfare torments your head, eye's
Nexus floated, poison quoted

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

Yo, yo, yo, you escape from the Dr. of Doom
My lyrics bloom on bafoons and take flight witches brooms
full moon on all you dumb, dumbs
Watch your filthy rise away soap scum

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

see, wise the earth spin
Sunny dance the serpent
Who JJ and it's my bone
The same nigga the train

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