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 of doom reality
Grahically, my Bee family stings the galaxy
Insanity, stomach, devourin' Guinness
My is solid stone despite my outer appearance

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

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

'Cuz I'm filthy and guilty, dastardly,
My felony melody has to be a bastards
Stop graftin' me, 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, spines slide out the side route
Forearm bash with twenty on the ave or your lab
Get in bloody bath

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

Got Oscar nominee, MC's to my hatchet
Drastic, indescribable pain, I bars
While, Bobby's throwin' razor CD's like 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
out your candle, have Wu Tang tagged up
On your by Jandel

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Corner of the market, by digital strategies
Reefer sparks my acid battery, y'all, niggaz me
With all that tough talk, I drop bombs Mookie 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 Bees must reign throughout the continent
We it, motherfuckers

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

I'm married to rap
We've been engaged for twelve
bite Holyfield ear
We love the sport, look out your
Now see, pull up to say, y'all be me

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

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

Openly see, wise the earth
dance with the serpent
Who JJ and it's my bone
The same ridin' the train

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