Luyện nghe bài hát Sunshower

Yo... song is...
Aiyyo Dunn this song is Sunshower
we approachin the final hour
You know I ahh all I can say to my brothers and sisters now
Is stay close to your families, and all your ones
Cause globe is about to explode with 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 prism of light but still
because you lack the inner, sinner
will end up in the everlastin winter of
Throw on this mix just your third eye out
you cry out your fly out, and sounds die out
You unheard, sufferin eternally, internal external
Along with your wicked from generals to colonels
Releasin thermonuclear heat that you firmly
And permanently this journey
Through the of the book of life
Those who took a without justice
will become ice ice ice
It's been taught that your worst enemy can you
as much as your own wicked
What devils fought we wrought, and annoint
Now you're bein persecuted by that universal court court
Iron hell with the blend of rape and blend of sandal
with rose and jasmine, as men use talismans
some incense, chantin witchcraft to reach high dimensions
I'm convinced, Allah is God always has been will be
You travel every square inch of the planet and still be
Ninety-three miles away from the sun
Til you realize you and the sun is one, the knowledge
the ledge to where your heart is
or fall off into the 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 em where 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 was a sport? A game?
One hundred years short, the soul is immortal
Walk through many portals, and those who go
will pay a judgment day, and these few of wicked bullshit
ain't the eternity inside a sulfur lake
dragons and snakes, and any pain you can imaginate
Instead, I chose to become a newlywed to the bread
of and fed God Degree of light to my head
It's been said, the fool who is already dead, so I stay awake
And take of my brother, and uncover reveal the skin
so we can see each other, cause color
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 million atmosphere cubic feet of air we breath
While niggaz are trapped twenty thousand fathoms beneath
the sea of reality, can't inhale deep, devils have em
Stagnant, a trapping, the .45
And shatter fragments
love the block you gettin backed up by Dragnet
Thrown into a six by a steel
Flippin weights readin ancient tablets, on the block nobody's havin it
Those who haven't get returned
You freaky ass niggaz get
Some around like 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, she's twelve
The world is sick, sick, sick
up in six, six, six
I started off as a pawn in this marathon of
Tryin to carry on, wishin I had a to blow up Babylon
A vagabond, tryin to his corpse 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 of night
To far heights so that even wit a bright light
you couldn't see a of light
others play ball, ID call, me and GZA Dirty
hangin in halls, bangin on
Kickin rhymes three hours straight with no
Boostin from Freeport sunrise to morgue
razorblade between the jaws, breakin all laws
Started out writin fables to makin beats on lunchroom
to wearin cables that hung down to the navel
So some crack and fat sacks of skunk
to funnel the P-Funk, smokin woolie
Dust cocktails and primos, shot more dice casinos
when Wu-Gambinos were called F.O.I. MC's
All and now crew B.C.C.
REC Posse, G.P., D.M.D.
Ol Dirty East New York GZA maintained Franklin Lane
I was going to time the Jeff, when students got slain
Polo got nervous walked me to Shaolin me to Curtis
Took time in Marquis, New God general contractin service
While Meth Chef and was off the Nu-dol
For white boys who steroids
Buildin up bicep tricep and deltoids
Back when our was virgins
class with Ghost tryin to bag hoes in Mary Birchem
A Maybeldine beacon night school Washington
These Gods was seekin
in Westinghouse and Clara Parton and Medina
Girls who sung like
On the corner of Belmont and Avenue I seen her
As if I her
I was dead broke, now I will use key notes to make
So always hope
See subway train run through the city like through the veins
To the heart of Medina, but is the brain
So take heed to words
And the power of the Sunshower

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