Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Sandman

This is (Mr. bring me a good dream)
Serious, the
D-da, (Mr. Sandman bring me a dream) day-da
Danger, dangerous

Lyrical from the glock
Bust bullet holes on the chops, I want the number one
the science, of a giant
New York defiant, like domestic violence
Silence of the Lambs, when I slammed in
Foes grab their chairs, to be mad as Cramden
Others with shit, as silly as Art Carney
But my Tetley triplizes, more kids than
need for stress there's three bags of sess
A I rest, playing chess, yes
My thoughts be sneaky like a crook Brooklyn
When you lookin', I take the queen, with the rook then
I get vexed, phat trax on Ampex
Morphous God, gettin' drunk, off a X
time, I got more love than valentines
The violent mind, I blast with a nine

My hazardous thoughts to cut the mic's support short
Brains get stained like tablecloths I let off
Powerful, poetry past the point of no return
Leavin' mics with burns
Let me at 'em, I cramp your like a spasm
Track em the mud then I bag em
We're screaming hardcore, drips out my balls
And I be raw, for four plus seven more
I strike like a ball, holding y'all hostage
Like hail, electrifying the rail
Peep the on paragraphs of ruckus
Wu-Tang (Clan ain't ta fuck wit)

Hot time, in the city
My represent, get busy
The heat-seeker, on a from hell's kitchen
I in where I fits in for head-touchin, listen
Enemy, is the got me flippin
I don't give a tell that bitch and a nigga
I'm killin, snipin, catchin cases
Storm-in, I be searchin for oasis
As I run a mile with a
Pullin, swords, hit the Billboard a bullet
Peace to the seven
Everybody else get the
(Mr. Sandman me a good dream)
I don't know going on
If you can us there...

Yo, watch me bang the there's no survival
My flow lights up the like a homicidal
Murder, underground for the burger
P.L.O., criminal you never heard of
I switch, the city never sleeps, a bitch
I shit, runnin through like Emmitt Smith
Caution, niggaz to be careful crossin
The street, they end up layin in a coffin
sleep, niggaz tend to forget, however
Peep this, my Case lives forever

evil lurks in the heart of men?
It be the shadow, street-life, again
I had a plot, scheme, I knew for
one kid would knock the hinges off the door
The jerk to jet, Sabrina at his neck
Thirteen pounds on the table a tec
Just I said, "Where the fuck's the cream?"
Another jerk came out the kitchen with the
He tried to cock it, these shots like, rockets
Crushed his collarbone, ripped his arm out the
My move for the was swift, I got my hostage
(The tried to stab you God!) but I dodged it
Niggaz said, "Carlton a ill motherfucker"
'Cause I made it look like they killed each other
And I'm out

(Mr. Sandman bring me a dream)
(Mr. Sandman bring me a dream)