Luyện nghe bài hát Muerte

[Ikon the
the eye of the storm
Rappers just me for the glory
It gets
They shitty suppositories, that's the end of the story
Bury his body in
Banish the apparatus of to crematories
My territory, of pergatory
Stingy in winches of vicious, inflictions upon your click

Causing head
Rip your motherfucking temple like Phantasm
Hologram has 'em and walks through the arches
Left you in the forest with your carcass in the
is upon us
We slam like Adrian
Swarm on the warm like malicious pirahnas
Islamic Bombers, no is parallel
When I'm on paper, 'em like 7L
So where I dwell, without question rattles the
you in a vessel with severe battle fatigue
Before you I insist you listen to more raps
Before I saw cats, making out of your thorax

[Jus
I toxins
Drunk off blood from dead and
The watchman, that kill us in maze we locked in
Side Clutch, only truth can sober us
Wild 'cause we there's no Jehovah watching over us
Only 10 percent that's us
Try to take our souls from us, while the state us
in we break barriers, change to new areas
Dodgin' the pits and chariots out the
Jus Allah don't threats
Leave your fuckin' clipped
Had you speakin' the alphabet
Seein' me is def not repeated or twice
I laugh as I the first stones at Christ
Joint in ace bands, you to Graceland and Satan
Mics spray then, bury in wasteland
you
Inject you with the gunpowder
Indent your with hot lead
Whether in the of the dead
Or in the Zions
stay chasin' dough like wild lions.
Unchained tearin' flesh we unfed
Flyin' through, birds we takin' your daily bread

[Excerpt from "Greater Love" by Owen]