Luyện nghe bài hát Sunshower

Yo... this is...
Aiyyo Dunn song is called Sunshower
Cause we 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 loved ones
Cause this globe is about to explode with
killin for pennies, knahmsayin?
to the Gods, we got a heavy job... yo, yo

Trouble follows behind a wicked mind, 20/20
of the prism of light but blind
because you the inner, every sinner
will end up in the winter of hellfire
Throw on this mix just picks third eye out
you cry out words fly out, and sounds die out
You remain unheard, eternally, internal external
with your wicked fraternal from generals to colonels
Releasin heat that burns you firmly
And permanently upon this
Through the of the book of life
Those who a life without justice
become just ice ice ice
It's been taught 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 blend of rape and blend of sandal
with rose petals and jasmine, as men use
Burn some incense, chantin witchcraft to reach high
I'm convinced, Allah is God always has always will be
You could every square inch of the planet and still be
Ninety-three miles away from 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 that's uncharted
Light travels at the of 186,000 miles per second
through time and space, it reach a target
And once we're freed of darkness, and show em the path
Yo as the Red Sea was parted, into these
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 those who go
will pay a judgment day, and these few of wicked bullshit
ain't worth the eternity inside a lake
With and snakes, and any pain you can imaginate
Instead, I chose to become a newlywed to the true
of life and fed God of light to my head
It's been said, the 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, every color
that makes the light appear duller, the colored man?
the original, who's the biochemical
Who's the digital, digital, digital, digital
Digital.. yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

Two hundred million atmosphere cubic feet of air we breath
While minds 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 the block you gettin backed up by Dragnet
into a six by a steel cabinet
Flippin readin ancient tablets, back on the block nobody's havin it
who haven't learnt get returned
You ass niggaz get burned
Some walk around like ain't concerned
with the hell goin on inside the
The body of old men little girls
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 off as a pawn in this marathon of life
Tryin to carry on, I had a bomb to blow up Babylon
A vagabond, tryin to steal his corpse we're paragon
goin in circles, like a 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 even wit a bright light
you see a spark of light
While play ball, ID call, me and GZA Dirty
in halls, bangin on walls
Kickin rhymes three hours straight 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 that down to the navel
So pack some crack and fat sacks of
to funnel the P-Funk, smokin woolie
Dust and primos, shot more dice than casinos
Back when 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 with the Jeff, when got slain
Polo got nervous walked me to Shaolin 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 steroids
up bicep tricep pectoids and deltoids
Back our girlfriends was virgins
class with Ghost tryin to bag hoes in Mary Birchem
A Maybeldine night school Washington Irving
These young was seekin
Hoes in Westinghouse and Parton and Medina
Girls who sung Sarafina
On the corner of Belmont and Picket 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 the city like blood through the veins
To the of Medina, but Shaolin is the brain
So take heed to these
And feel the of the Sunshower

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