Luyện nghe bài hát Sunshower

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

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

Two hundred thousand million atmosphere cubic feet of air we
While niggaz are trapped twenty thousand fathoms beneath
the sea of reality, they can't inhale deep, have em
Stagnant, a trapping, the .45
And shatter fragments
Cops love the block you gettin up by Dragnet
Thrown a six by a steel cabinet
Flippin weights readin ancient tablets, back on the block havin it
who haven't learnt get returned
You freaky ass niggaz get
Some walk around like they ain't
with the hell goin on the world
The of old men molest little girls
Is it because the breast has swelled
to the size of a woman, although twelve
The whole world is sick, sick,
up in six, six, six
I started off as a pawn in marathon of life
Tryin to on, wishin I had a bomb to blow up Babylon
A vagabond, tryin to steal his corpse we're from
goin in circles, like a ferris
meals I cherish hope, drown inside the sea of life
Use my eye for a periscope, and take flight to the edge of night
To far heights so dark that wit a bright light
you couldn't see a spark of
While others play ball, ID call, me and GZA
hangin in halls, on walls
Kickin rhymes hours straight with no pause
Boostin from Freeport sunrise to Amityville
Kept razorblade between the jaws, all laws
Started out writin fables to beats on lunchroom tables
to wearin long cables hung down to the navel
So some crack and fat sacks of skunk
to funnel the P-Funk, smokin blunts
Dust cocktails and primos, shot more dice than
Back when Wu-Gambinos were called F.O.I.
All and now crew B.C.C.
REC Posse, G.P., D.M.D.
Ol Dirty stalked East New York GZA maintained Lane
I was going to with the Jeff, when students got slain
Polo got nervous walked me to Shaolin me to Curtis
Took share in Marquis, New God general contractin service
While Meth Chef and was off the Nu-dol
For white boys who took
Buildin up bicep pectoids and deltoids
Back when our was virgins
Cuttin with Ghost tryin to bag hoes in Mary Birchem
A Maybeldine beacon school Washington Irving
These young Gods was
Hoes in Westinghouse and Parton and Medina
Girls who sung Sarafina
On the corner of Belmont and Picket Avenue I her
As if I her
I was dead broke, now I will use key notes to G-notes
So it's always
See subway train run through the city like through the veins
To the of Medina, but Shaolin is the brain
So take heed to words
And the power of the Sunshower

Approachin the hour
Power equality, sees everything
come together under the wings
And take flight, Wu-Tang, the saga,
In sector