Luyện nghe bài hát Mommy, What's a Gravedigga?

One two, one two
You're ready? ready?

Yo, this one goes out to Prince Paul, my man
The Gatekeeper, Rakeem
And last but not the Grym Reaper

As soul enters the next stage
Reality becomes
You have to fear, nothin' to fear

Walking in the shadows you
life is nothing but a fog of animated death
(Gravediggaz)
And to my it's the one that they call
The Reaper, the Grym Reaper

Sparks the dark, I'm diggin' in the dirt
Or diggin' in your brains or skirt
Burying the is a very hard task
I make loot and now diggin' up dirt
I spark the like a rasta with reefer
And to my right is the Gatekeeper, the

Here comes the one, the one sun from the slums
how I do when the Gravedigga crew comes
For example, leaving corpses
Half hypnotized with my on their wrist
The protecta, spector of death, the
Is the RZA, the RZA, the RZA

The bloody, ferocious, attack, hits the
Explosive diagnosis, it's like multiple sclerosis
Oh it's, not the pocus
Gravedigga, nigga, just to the focus

Fucking up the tracks like the Fist of the Lotus
Catch a triptychnosis if you ever try to this

(Gravediggaz)