Luyện nghe bài hát Holocaust (Silkworm)

Digital, Digital, Wu Tang, Killer Bees
all about Bobby, I'm floatin' in your galaxy

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

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

Holocaust, black man, loose veins, littered with
smack you so hard, all your seeds will be formed deformed
Swarm dorms, birds, fling verbs like mean curbs
Strike three, 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, chump ass niggaz eyein' me, me
I'll it simply, I'm horrifyingly empty

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

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

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

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

Release the info, 4 4, your heart tempo
your ass, you jumped through a closed window
To a hundred per a second, my mic's secret weapon
Infertiate your style to 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 popcorn, we poppin' every curnel

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

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

Control men rats that's controlled by Ben or Willis
American Express privileges, blood
We got more balls then
Star spangled banner, stand up
commander, stop the propaganda

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

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

Yo, yo, yo, you can't escape from the Dr. of
My lyrics bloom on bafoons and take flight like witches
That full on all you dumb, dumbs
Watch your filthy rise away like 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 attack like Black

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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