Luyện nghe bài hát Nightmare In A-Minor

[Chorus: {*singing*}]
The battle, the war, lay your whites,
And I blast clips
end your ass quick

9]
Yo, yo
What y'all about the war? About the corps?
Active duty, bit buoy
Sink your battleship, You, Sue Me+
This be from the heart, yours, truly
B9, behind, your
Behind your door, you want
think so, you know my M-O
Beretta 9, Rambo
Big guns, extra
Plus, heavy artillery, me and military
A-rabs, out for your commisary
So nigga Run it and catch a hot one in your
Bitch! Bitch!

Disciple]
What know about the war? (about the war)
Yo, when I was I strongly seeked for the knowledge
I never to college but acknowledged
The fact knowledge is first, through the academy of the universe
Taking everything for what worth
Remember +Night the Earth Cried+ for the Gods to come through
To unknown things that seem impossible possible
Mastering all obstacles, and all
Striving to absorb the Earth's

Yo we wack, clever rap, stay forever black
I'm a Pteradac', severin' backs
Bad luck for MC's to get a match
Bad luck, I strike you like you just broke a
Black, here's the fact, I manufacture the that fracture your program
Shatter grain with the soul of a slow jam
It's the GrandMaster, Eloheim, flaming
Still scheme, the, skill of a marine
To the extreme, flow like a jet
Also collect CREAM at shows, the P-R-O
Better than most you know, sharp as an
like a sparrow, Grym Reap's the motto
+Killing You Softly+ Islam right knowledge
For hollow-head pieces that worship dead
And still don't keep His
I Leave souls abandoned pieces of a dream
I'm so unique when I on the scene
Chk-chk-chk-chk, Gravedigga at it
2000, running through your housing
What!?!

Frukwan]
Yo, it, check it
Gotta peep at shit
It's key rap

[Frukwan
If you the strength
Competition, every blow high steel
That you touch, taste, feel
The of the world, capable at will
Take control of all your
When I my solar winds
Nomads in the
Mercenaries that are prepared
Gravediggaz no fear
Ghetto in a jungle, where if one don't find the hedge
and to no one there's the
of men
morphins, no begining, no end
Can you my origin?
But now in our days, finding new to destroy ya in one day
Not to dig graves
In the mind of my own, is my home
And Hell is where I
Gravediggaz will