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, planets and racial
Made MC's sprout 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, littered with
Back smack you so hard, all your seeds will be deformed
Swarm dorms, sting birds, fling verbs like curbs
Strike three, mics flee, I infect 'em with germs, ringworm

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jot us in your journal, we hot like a
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 smacked in the of your neck with the black toast

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

men like rats that's controlled by Ben or Willis
American Express privileges, spillage
We got more balls village
Star spangled banner, stand up
Cobra commander, stop the

Thirty shot clip, full loaded
Radar scanners get
Digital warfare your head, eye's bloated
Nexus floated, poison quoted

American eagle stingin' up Beetle Bailey
On the wine with Hennessey daily
Keep scaly, Israeli niggaz from the clan
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
That full moon on all you dumb,
Watch filthy rise away like soap scum

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

of the market, by usin' digital strategies
Reefer my acid battery, y'all, niggaz flatter me
With all that tough talk, I drop like Mookie Blaylock
From the outside or the inside, 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 reign throughout the continent
We conquered it,

Aiyo, aiyo, the beat terminal, exquisite coolie high production
Caught up in the hollow head
Ten pogo sticks, two black belts that break
Diet Coke with the rich

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

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

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

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

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