Luyện nghe bài hát Sunshower

Yo... song is...
Aiyyo Dunn song is called Sunshower
we approachin the final hour
You know I ahh all I can say to my brothers and right now
Is stay close to families, and all your loved ones
Cause this globe is about to explode hatred
They killin for pennies,
Peace to the Gods, we got a job... yo, yo

follows behind a wicked mind, 20/20 vision
of the of light but still blind
because you lack the inner, sinner
will end up in the everlastin of hellfire
Throw on this mix just picks third eye out
you cry out words fly out, and sounds die out
You unheard, sufferin eternally, internal external
Along with your wicked fraternal from to colonels
Releasin thermonuclear heat burns you firmly
And permanently upon this
Through the journal of the book of
Those who a life without justice
become just ice ice ice
It's been taught that your worst can harm you
as much as own wicked thoughts
devils fought we wrought, and let's annoint
Now you're bein persecuted by that universal court court
Iron hell with the strong blend of rape and of sandal
rose petals and jasmine, as men use talismans
Burn some incense, chantin witchcraft to high dimensions
I'm convinced, Allah is God always has been always be
You could travel square inch of the planet and still be
Ninety-three miles away from the sun
Til you you and the sun is one, like the knowledge
Know the ledge to your heart is
or off into the internal hell that's uncharted
Light travels at the rate of 186,000 miles per
through time and space, until it reach a
And once we're freed of darkness, and em where the path
Yo as the Red Sea was parted, into these
at the narrow gate, but why that's a road to destruction and
What you thought life was a A game?
One hundred years short, know the is immortal
Walk through many portals, and those who go
will pay a judgment day, and these few years of wicked
ain't the eternity inside a sulfur lake
dragons and snakes, and any pain you can imaginate
Instead, I chose to become a to the true bread
of life and fed God Degree of light to my
It's been said, the fool who sleep is already dead, so I stay
And take care of my brother, and reveal the skin
so we can see each other, every color
that the light appear duller, who's the colored man?
Who's the original, the biochemical
the grafted digital, digital, digital, digital
Digital.. yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

Two hundred thousand million atmosphere cubic of air we breath
While niggaz are trapped twenty thousand fathoms beneath
the sea of reality, they inhale deep, devils have em
Stagnant, a trapping, the .45
And bone fragments
Cops the block you gettin backed up by Dragnet
Thrown into a six by a steel
Flippin weights readin ancient tablets, back on the block nobody's it
Those who haven't learnt get
You ass niggaz get burned
walk around like they ain't concerned
with the hell goin on inside the
The body of old men molest little
Is it because the breast has swelled
to the size of a woman, although twelve
The world is sick, sick, sick
up in six, six, six
I started off as a pawn in this of life
Tryin to carry on, I had a bomb to blow up Babylon
A vagabond, tryin to steal his corpse from paragon
goin in circles, a ferris wheel
Undernourished meals I cherish hope, drown the sea of life
Use my third eye for a periscope, and flight to the edge of night
To far heights so dark that wit a bright light
you couldn't see a of light
While others ball, ID call, me and GZA Dirty
in halls, bangin on walls
Kickin rhymes three hours straight no pause
Boostin Freeport sunrise to Amityville morgue
Kept razorblade between the jaws, breakin all
Started out writin to makin beats on lunchroom tables
to wearin long cables that hung down to the
So pack some crack and fat of skunk
to funnel the P-Funk, smokin woolie
Dust and primos, shot more dice than casinos
Back when were called F.O.I. MC's
All and together now B.C.C.
REC Posse, G.P., D.M.D.
Ol Dirty stalked New York GZA maintained Franklin Lane
I was going to time with the Jeff, when students got
got nervous walked me to Shaolin sent me to Curtis
Took share in Marquis, New God general contractin service
Meth Chef and Dead was off the Nu-dol
For white boys who took
Buildin up bicep tricep and deltoids
Back when our was virgins
Cuttin class with tryin to bag hoes in Mary Birchem
A Maybeldine beacon night school Irving
These young was seekin
Hoes in Westinghouse and Parton and Medina
Girls who sung Sarafina
On the corner of and Picket Avenue I seen her
As if I her
I was dead broke, now I use key notes to make G-notes
So always hope
See subway train run through the like blood through the veins
To the of Medina, but Shaolin is the brain
So take heed to these
And feel the of the Sunshower

Approachin the hour
Power equality, Allah sees
Let's together under the wings
And take flight, Wu-Tang, the saga,
In sector