Luyện nghe bài hát Sunshower

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

Trouble follows a wicked mind, 20/20 vision
of the prism of light but still
because you lack the inner, sinner
will end up in the winter of hellfire
Throw on mix just picks your third eye out
you cry out your fly out, and sounds die out
You remain unheard, eternally, internal external
Along your wicked fraternal from generals to colonels
thermonuclear heat that burns you firmly
And permanently this journey
Through the journal of the of life
Those who took a without justice
will just ice ice ice
It's been that your worst enemy can harm you
as much as your own thoughts
devils fought we wrought, and let's annoint
Now you're bein by that universal court court court
hell with the strong blend of rape and blend of sandal
with petals and jasmine, as men use talismans
Burn some incense, witchcraft to reach high dimensions
I'm convinced, Allah is God has been always will be
You could every square inch of the planet and still be
Ninety-three million miles away the sun
Til you you and the sun is one, like the knowledge
the ledge to where your heart is
or fall off into the internal hell that's
Light at the rate of 186,000 miles per second
through time and space, until it reach a
And once we're of darkness, and show em where the path
Yo as the Red Sea was parted, these straight
at the narrow gate, but why a road to destruction and hate
you thought life was a sport? A game?
One hundred short, know the soul is immortal
Walk many portals, and those who go astray
will pay a judgment day, and few years of wicked bullshit
ain't worth the eternity a sulfur lake
dragons 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 been said, the fool who sleep is dead, so I stay awake
And take care of my brother, and uncover the skin
so we can see each other, cause color
makes 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 minds are trapped twenty thousand fathoms beneath
the sea of reality, they inhale deep, devils have em
Stagnant, a trapping, the .45
And shatter fragments
Cops love the block you backed up by Dragnet
Thrown a six by a steel cabinet
Flippin weights readin ancient tablets, on the block nobody's havin it
Those who haven't get returned
You ass niggaz get burned
Some walk around like they ain't
the hell 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 world 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 blow up
A vagabond, tryin to his corpse we're from paragon
in circles, like a ferris wheel
Undernourished meals I 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 even wit a light
you couldn't see a spark of
While others play ball, ID call, me and GZA
hangin in halls, on walls
rhymes three hours straight with no pause
Boostin from Freeport to Amityville morgue
Kept between the jaws, breakin all laws
Started out writin to makin beats on lunchroom tables
to long cables that hung down to the navel
So pack crack and fat sacks of skunk
to the P-Funk, smokin woolie blunts
Dust cocktails and primos, shot more than casinos
Back when Wu-Gambinos were F.O.I. MC's
All and now crew B.C.C.
REC Posse, G.P., D.M.D.
Ol Dirty stalked East New GZA maintained Franklin Lane
I was to time with the Jeff, when students got slain
Polo got nervous me to Shaolin sent me to Curtis
Took share time in Marquis, New God contractin service
While Chef and Dead was off the Nu-dol
For white boys who took
up bicep tricep pectoids and deltoids
Back when our girlfriends was
Cuttin class with tryin to bag hoes in Mary Birchem
A beacon night school Washington Irving
These young was seekin
Hoes in Westinghouse and Parton and Medina
Girls who like Sarafina
On the corner of and Picket Avenue I seen her
As if I her
I was dead broke, now I will use key to make G-notes
So always hope
See train run through the city like blood through the veins
To the heart of Medina, but Shaolin is the
So heed to these words
And feel the of the Sunshower

Approachin the final
equality, Allah sees everything
Let's come together under the
And take flight, Wu-Tang, the saga,
In sector