Luyện nghe bài hát Sunshower

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

Trouble follows behind a wicked mind, vision
of the of light but still blind
you lack the inner, every sinner
will end up in the winter of hellfire
Throw on this mix just picks third eye out
you cry out your fly out, and sounds die out
You remain unheard, eternally, internal external
Along with wicked fraternal from generals to colonels
Releasin thermonuclear that burns you firmly
And permanently upon journey
Through the of the book of life
Those who a life without justice
become just ice ice ice
It's taught that your worst enemy can harm you
as much as your own wicked
What devils we wrought, and let's annoint
Now you're bein by that universal court court court
Iron hell with the strong of rape and blend 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 will be
You could every square inch of the planet and still be
million 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 of 186,000 miles per second
through time and space, until it a target
And once we're of darkness, and show em where the path
Yo as the Red Sea was parted, into straight
at the narrow gate, but why a road to destruction and hate
What you thought was a sport? A game?
One hundred short, know the soul is immortal
Walk through many portals, and who go astray
will pay a day, and these few years of wicked bullshit
ain't worth the inside a sulfur lake
With and snakes, and any pain you can imaginate
Instead, I chose to a newlywed to the true bread
of life and fed God Degree of light to my
It's said, the fool who sleep is already dead, so I stay awake
And take care of my brother, and uncover reveal the
so we can see each other, cause every
that makes the light duller, who's the colored man?
Who's the original, who's the
the grafted digital, digital, digital, digital
Digital.. yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

Two hundred thousand million atmosphere cubic of air we breath
While niggaz minds are trapped twenty thousand fathoms
the sea of reality, they can't inhale deep, devils em
Stagnant, a trapping, the .45
And bone fragments
Cops love the block you gettin up by Dragnet
Thrown a six by a steel cabinet
Flippin weights ancient tablets, back on the block nobody's havin it
Those who haven't learnt get
You ass niggaz get burned
Some walk around they ain't concerned
with the goin on inside the world
The body of old men molest girls
Is it because the breast has swelled
to the size of a woman, although she's
The whole is sick, sick, sick
up in six, six, six
I started off as a pawn in marathon of life
Tryin to carry on, wishin I had a bomb to up Babylon
A vagabond, tryin to steal his we're from paragon
goin in circles, like a ferris
Undernourished meals I hope, drown inside the sea of life
Use my third eye for a periscope, and take flight to the edge of
To far heights so that even wit a bright light
you see a spark of light
others play ball, ID call, me and GZA Dirty
hangin in halls, bangin on
Kickin rhymes three hours with no pause
Boostin from Freeport sunrise to morgue
Kept razorblade between the jaws, breakin all
Started out writin fables to makin beats on tables
to wearin long that hung down to the navel
So some crack and fat sacks of skunk
to funnel the P-Funk, woolie blunts
Dust cocktails and primos, more dice than casinos
Back when Wu-Gambinos were called F.O.I.
All and together now B.C.C.
REC Posse, G.P., D.M.D.
Ol stalked East New York GZA maintained Franklin Lane
I was going to with the Jeff, when students got slain
Polo got walked me to Shaolin sent me to Curtis
Took share time in Marquis, New God general service
Meth Chef and Dead was off the Nu-dol
For white who took steroids
Buildin up bicep tricep and deltoids
Back our girlfriends was virgins
Cuttin class with Ghost tryin to bag in Mary Birchem
A Maybeldine beacon school Washington Irving
These young Gods was
Hoes in Westinghouse and Clara and Medina
Girls who sung Sarafina
On the corner of Belmont and Avenue I seen her
As if I her
I was dead broke, now I will use key to make G-notes
So it's 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 words
And feel the of the Sunshower

the final hour
Power equality, Allah everything
come together under the wings
And flight, Wu-Tang, the saga, Ryzarecta
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