Luyện nghe bài hát Iron Galaxy

{So like, he wants from me?
Yo, tell me about it, it's cold out there
Sometimes, I I'm gettin' a lil' frosty myself}

My shell, mechanical found
But my ghetto is animal toast
My shell, mechanical found
But my ghetto is found toast
My shell, found ghost
But my is animal found toast
found toast but my ghetto animal

Life's ill, time's life might kill
Vordul Mega, five digits grab mic's mic type ill
Is life real? Yo, Akhi
When life feels, like earth don't

mic blend
Life's at a still, dangerous 'cuz man kills
An' still, visualize life ghetto like
mind, sometime these cats see life
Street life light an' be like

I'm a live after this, one crime
One line from the Megala, spine
Everyone knows the city's ill, kill
black man holds nine, gotta chill star
C-A.L.L.A.H, be the of Shamar

Work hard, Shamar, A.L.L.A.H
Adapt snatch stars an' detach large, channels
But our handle might break mic's
Vordul Megala, the cannibal ate
Strive live, live fuck five, I want a an' eight mic's

{Son, yo, son, did you see kid, yo?
Yo, yo, chill out man, out
Yo, son, did you? Yo, son, he it out}

Five digits, cock biddy, nine
One floor shine silly, city, one verse hit milly
Little girls curls, three sixty
Livin' in in a world
Yo, they young earth, now shitty

An' while 5 0 might black head
Nigga, sorry I sold space suit to heads
D.T's operate mechanically, po' po' in mo'
Black kids, away
key, plus one fourth pound of smoke flow

While, head Fabian, Ahmed Arabian
in Bodeg, holdin' drama A.K.
Spoke like, As a opaque
vodka mixed with O.J.
Wig splits, mad quick, spinnin' three six oh

C 4 the door, number eight
Summer fate, tank top wit a
Number said, Run the place
my girl, stereo, CD plus the tape

Yo, Star, don't wet
Fucked her face, let's stuff the
Jet back to Cruz, Californ I A
Peace to C-God, up cat, born nine ways

Come home, mad
Live ill, life things just like little black got shot
Damn it hurts, they spun earth, filled with knots
Gonna a difference, so we get locked
Caught in the shit an' losin' we got
Come on black, equal,

{Do you that you're one of the few predator species
that even on itself?}

An' if there's in a basement,
Crack heads stand
Anger displacement, stamp arrangements
You were a born baby
Mother want you, but you were still born
Boy meets world, of course his pops is

you figure?
That outline on the ground is a father figure
So he to the next stencil, that's a hustler
Infested with money an' cluster

Lets talk in laymen terms, apples an' big worms
Early birds an' poachers, New York is evil at it's
So those who more than them
to be victims

Ate up by vultures, the
In a dog eat dog culture, that'll 'em
Lack of mineral, we take it
A pigeon can't drop if it never flew

Every day is no frills, krills
Broken 40 bottles an' MCs with
I my head on 115
But only happen on 34th
So, I life is mean

An' death is the
An' purgatory is the that we settle in
I've got that Eve's Bayou of touch
So I fought, to touch every
Of a fan to read thoughts

wives, molested children
Roaches on the floor, rats in the
walk around New York with two fillin's
One is in their mouth the other, the killin'
I'm Vast Air, Kramer, top