Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Sandman

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

Lyrical shots the glock
Bust holes on the chops, I want the number one spot
With the science, of a
New defiant, brutal like domestic violence
of the Lambs, occurred when I slammed in
Foes grab chairs, to be mad as Ralph Cramden
Others come with shit, as as Art Carney
But my Tetley triplizes, more kids than
Never need for stress there's three of sess
A damn I rest, chess, yes
My thoughts be sneaky like a from Brooklyn
When you ain't lookin', I take the queen, with the then
I get vexed, phat trax on Ampex
Morphous God, gettin' drunk, off a X
Violent time, I got love than valentines
The violent mind, I blast a silent nine

My hazardous thoughts to cut the life support short
Brains get stained like when I let off
Powerful, pushed past the point of no return
mics with third-degree burns
Let me at 'em, I your style like a spasm
em through the mud then I bag em
We're screaming hardcore, drips out my balls
And I be raw, for four score plus more
I strike like a bowling ball, holding y'all
hail, electrifying the third rail
Peep the smash on of ruckus
Wu-Tang (Clan ain't ta fuck wit)

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

Yo, watch me bang the headpiece no survival
My flow lights up the like a homicidal
Murder, underground for the burger
P.L.O., criminal thoughts you never of
I switch, the city sleeps, life's a bitch
I shit, runnin through like Emmitt Smith
Caution, niggaz best to be careful
The street, before end up layin in a coffin
Don't sleep, tend to forget, however
Peep this, my Case lives forever

What evil lurks in the heart of
It be the shadow, street-life, again
I had a plot, scheme, I for sure
Only one kid would the hinges off the door
The jerk tried to jet, Sabrina at his
Thirteen pounds on the plus a tec
Just when I said, "Where the the cream?"
Another came out the kitchen with the M-16
He tried to cock it, these shots like, rockets
Crushed his collarbone, his arm out the socket
My move for the was swift, I got my hostage
(The nigga tried to you God!) but I dodged it
said, "Carlton youse a ill motherfucker"
'Cause I made it look like they both killed other
And I'm out

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