Luyện nghe bài hát Sunshower

Yo... this is...
Aiyyo Dunn song is called Sunshower
we approachin 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 ones
Cause this globe is about to explode hatred
They killin for pennies,
to the Gods, we got a heavy job... yo, yo

Trouble behind a wicked mind, 20/20 vision
of the prism of light but still
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 your fly out, and sounds die out
You remain unheard, eternally, internal external
Along your wicked fraternal from generals to colonels
Releasin heat that burns you firmly
And permanently upon journey
Through the journal of the of life
Those who took a life justice
will just ice ice ice
It's been that your worst enemy can harm you
as as your own wicked thoughts
What devils fought we wrought, and annoint
Now you're bein by that universal court court court
Iron hell with the strong of rape and blend of sandal
with rose petals and jasmine, as men use
Burn some incense, witchcraft to reach high dimensions
I'm convinced, Allah is God always has always will be
You could travel every square of the planet and still be
Ninety-three million miles from the sun
Til you realize you and the sun is one, the knowledge
Know the ledge to where your is
or fall off into the internal that's uncharted
Light at the rate 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, these straight
at the narrow gate, but why that's a road to and hate
What you life was a sport? A game?
One hundred years short, know the soul is
Walk through many portals, and who go astray
will pay a day, and these few years of wicked bullshit
ain't worth the eternity a sulfur lake
With dragons and snakes, and any you can imaginate
Instead, I to become a newlywed to the true bread
of and fed God Degree of light to my head
It's been said, the fool who sleep is already dead, so I awake
And care of my brother, and uncover reveal the skin
so we can see each other, cause color
that makes the appear duller, who's the colored man?
the original, who's the biochemical
Who's the grafted digital, digital, digital,
Digital.. yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

Two thousand million atmosphere cubic feet of air we breath
While niggaz minds are trapped twenty thousand fathoms
the sea of reality, can't inhale deep, devils have em
Stagnant, a trapping, the .45
And bone fragments
Cops love the block you backed up by Dragnet
Thrown into a six by a steel
Flippin weights readin ancient tablets, back on the block havin it
Those who learnt get returned
You freaky ass 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 girl's 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 this of life
Tryin to carry on, wishin I had a to blow up Babylon
A vagabond, tryin to steal his corpse we're from
in circles, like a ferris wheel
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 dark even wit a bright light
you couldn't see a spark of
While others ball, ID call, me and GZA Dirty
hangin in halls, on walls
Kickin rhymes three hours straight no pause
Boostin from sunrise to Amityville morgue
Kept razorblade the jaws, breakin all laws
out writin fables to makin beats on lunchroom tables
to long cables that hung down to the navel
So pack crack and fat sacks of skunk
to funnel the P-Funk, smokin woolie
cocktails and primos, shot more dice than casinos
Back when Wu-Gambinos called F.O.I. MC's
All and together now B.C.C.
REC Posse, G.P., D.M.D.
Ol Dirty stalked East New York GZA maintained Lane
I was going to time with the Jeff, students got slain
Polo got nervous walked me to sent me to Curtis
Took share time in Marquis, New God general contractin
While Meth and Dead was off the Nu-dol
For boys who took steroids
Buildin up bicep pectoids and deltoids
Back our girlfriends was virgins
Cuttin class with Ghost tryin to bag hoes in Birchem
A Maybeldine beacon night school Irving
These young Gods was
Hoes in Westinghouse and Clara Parton and
Girls who like Sarafina
On the of Belmont and Picket Avenue I seen her
As if I her
I was dead broke, now I use key notes to make G-notes
So it's always
See subway train run through the city like blood the veins
To the of Medina, but Shaolin is the brain
So heed to these words
And the power of the Sunshower

the final hour
Power equality, sees everything
Let's come together the wings
And take flight, Wu-Tang, the saga,
In your