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 stings the galaxy
Insanity, titanium stomach, devourin'
My is solid stone despite my outer appearance

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

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

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

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

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

Got Oscar nominee, MC's stuck to my
Drastic, indescribable pain, I bars
While, Bobby's 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 a manhole, I rap ammo
Blows out your candle, Wu Tang tagged up
On your tombstone by

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

American stingin' up blue Beetle Bailey
On the wine with Hennessey daily
Keep thee scaly, Israeli from the clan
We bide the Omish harness the promised land

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

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

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

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

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

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

Tony Starks, spaceship, ran by a daughter's
Only man out, through hell
Dick swingin' like shit well
Call it the Mighty Joe

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

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

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