Luyện nghe bài hát It's Over

Run for lives, oh my God
Yo watch it, yo everybody runnin' for?
This is it, run for lives
Motherfucker pushin'

Oh my God, run for lives
Yo goin' on?
It's coming, it's
Why is y'all

over, it's coming
Where y'all going? What y'all for?
It's over, moving closer, the sky getting lower
Hey, yo, yo

Winds turn colder, Priest soldiers
for me yo, steamrollers
Whasup quit pushin' me up
Right there, there, it's over, damn right there

It's over, over
Hey, yo, who the fuck is
over, run, it's over, run
It's over, it's

All addicts, religious fanatics
seekers, Biblical preachers, historians
Ritual believers, scholars, teachers, leaders
High priests, generals and them rude captains

Lieutenants your gimmicks, I'm the hip hopper
That'll rock to fill a opera Acapella cellar
Watch hell ah, over take you lower break you bold
to hit you like fingertips in your soul

Put in your soda or vodka
you with a blade made of copper
Kick head off like a soccer, brawl
Raw alcohol and over, arrest over in October

Punch a hole through your solar plex and it's
I mark X on your chest, over and bury the dead
gonna be no rest

Just pretend, watch me blow the dust in a gust of wind
Flow with the when I adjust the pen take you
Miles and miles and miles you at the river of the Nile
Now the vials, fat, found in the pile in the stack

Books that took, take a look, back
As I take you further into the sky
Where your eyes like vision then dive back
buildin' the bombs, upon you peons
Knowledge you knowledge we be goin', off

Now you lost in confusion, saw an illusion
Of the car that cruisin'
Actual day mathematics were to his attic
What's the weight of a flame, state your
But he was afraid of the height, glazed at the
Strayed, couldn't stay for the

Ran to his of rhymes, took up some time
For the to hook up a line
As if he had a fishing rod, but my is God
Science, I be out be hard

Deep in his eyes, contacts, plus saw that
Saw the couldn't respond back
Tried to rhyme me to hold the weight
But the science done drive dem shoulder blades down

Let's a trip travel through the mind
And played a trick when he the rhyme
Bloodthirsty no mercy I bomb no thinkin' emotions
Sick him with potions that developed

To make the body swell up like
I'm in 'em, then I skin 'em and skull 'em
After that I call 'em, back from the
Who the fuck want lessons? It's over

what I'm sayin'? it's over
The dead bury the dead, it's
career, it's over
All you wack it's over
(Finish 'em up)
'em up

The blast, back into elements
Development of gas around the of the earth
A hundred and six million
Now a hundred and forty thousand are occupied

By people causin' housin', over this the was just browsin'
Thougt I was warm coats, I hope
Of the focus and roast energy toward the
Now in burnin' G's, chemically enforce

Attack, third eye, occurred my, vocal form into a storm
Went blow burnin' but him in the crowd wonderin'
Now you wonder on thoughts you ponder fell asleep
Tryin' to seek the while I would ponder microphones
Recitin' poems, strikin' domes to your moans, of horror

Speakin' evil Hebrew from the
Slammed the mic it turned to a serpent, the curtains
Saw things he couldn't interpret, the earth
Fill it with gunpowder, came build sun
Rebuild it in one

Then it through a sunflower shared the shower
the power of the North Messiah eyes on fire
Water oxygen you can't comprehend to strange doctrines
Stop the winds, beyond the orbits of Dionne

With no broomsticks and magic tricks is
of the Iron Maiden
Stomp your corny ass the Raven
the matter? You frostbitten, you lost your mittens
It seem you to cross to smitten
morse from the Christians

It's over, Killah Priest says, it's
Huh, over
Your is now, finished