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

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

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

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

Walking in the shadows you
That life is but a fog of animated death
(Gravediggaz)
And to my right it's the one they call
The Reaper, the Grym Reaper

through the dark, I'm diggin' in the dirt
Or diggin' in your brains or your
Burying the past is a very hard
I make loot and now everybody's up dirt
I spark the night like a with reefer
And to my right is the Gatekeeper, the

Here the one, the one wicked sun from the slums
That's how I do when the Gravedigga comes
For example, leaving blissed
Half hypnotized with my mark on their
The protecta, spector of death, the
Is the RZA, the RZA, the RZA

The bloody, ferocious, attack, the body
Explosive diagnosis, fatal like multiple sclerosis
Oh it's, not the hocus
Gravedigga, nigga, to keep the focus

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

(Gravediggaz)