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 close to your families, and all your loved ones
Cause this globe is about to with hatred
They killin for pennies,
to the Gods, we got a heavy job... yo, yo

Trouble follows behind a mind, 20/20 vision
of the prism of but still blind
you lack the inner, every sinner
will end up in the everlastin winter of
on this mix just picks your third eye out
you cry out words fly out, and sounds die out
You remain unheard, sufferin eternally, external
Along with your wicked fraternal from to colonels
Releasin thermonuclear that burns you firmly
And permanently upon journey
Through the journal of the book of
Those who took a life without
will just ice ice ice
It's been taught your worst enemy can harm you
as much as your own wicked
What devils fought we wrought, and let's
Now bein persecuted by that universal court court court
Iron hell with the strong blend of and blend of sandal
with rose petals and jasmine, as men use
Burn some incense, chantin witchcraft to high dimensions
I'm convinced, Allah is God always has been will be
You could travel every square inch of the planet and be
Ninety-three million away from the sun
Til you realize you and the sun is one, like the
Know the to where your heart is
or fall off into the hell that's uncharted
Light travels at the of 186,000 miles 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, into straight
at the narrow gate, but why that's a road to destruction and
What you thought was a sport? A game?
One hundred years short, the soul is immortal
Walk through portals, and those who go astray
will pay a day, and these few years of wicked bullshit
ain't worth the eternity inside a lake
With dragons and snakes, and any 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 reveal the skin
so we can see each other, every color
that makes the light appear duller, the colored man?
Who's the original, the biochemical
Who's the grafted digital, digital, digital,
Digital.. yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

Two hundred thousand million cubic feet of air we breath
While niggaz minds are trapped thousand fathoms beneath
the sea of reality, they can't deep, devils have em
Stagnant, a trapping, the .45
And shatter fragments
Cops love the you gettin backed up by Dragnet
Thrown a six by a steel cabinet
weights readin ancient tablets, back on the block nobody's havin it
Those who learnt get returned
You ass niggaz get burned
Some around like they ain't concerned
with the hell on inside the world
The body of old men molest little
Is it because the girl's breast has
to the size of a woman, she's twelve
The whole is sick, sick, sick
up in six, six, six
I started off as a pawn in this of life
to carry on, wishin I had a bomb to blow up Babylon
A vagabond, tryin to steal his corpse from paragon
goin in circles, like a ferris
Undernourished meals I cherish hope, inside the sea of life
Use my third eye for a periscope, and flight to the edge of night
To far heights so that even wit a bright light
you see a spark of light
While others ball, ID call, me and GZA Dirty
in halls, bangin on walls
Kickin rhymes hours straight with no pause
Boostin from Freeport sunrise to Amityville
Kept razorblade between the jaws, all laws
out writin fables to makin beats on lunchroom tables
to wearin long that hung down to the navel
So pack some crack and fat of skunk
to funnel the P-Funk, smokin woolie
Dust cocktails and primos, shot more dice 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 York GZA maintained Lane
I was going to time the Jeff, when students got slain
Polo got nervous walked me to Shaolin me to Curtis
share time in Marquis, New God general contractin service
While Meth Chef and Dead was off the
For boys who took steroids
Buildin up bicep tricep pectoids and
Back when our girlfriends was
class with Ghost tryin to bag hoes in Mary Birchem
A Maybeldine beacon night school Irving
These Gods was seekin
Hoes in Westinghouse and Parton and Medina
Girls who sung like
On the corner of Belmont and Picket I seen her
As if I her
I was dead broke, now I will use key notes to G-notes
So always hope
See subway train run through the city like through the veins
To the heart of Medina, but is the brain
So heed to these words
And feel the power of the

Approachin the hour
equality, Allah sees everything
Let's come together under the
And flight, Wu-Tang, the saga, Ryzarecta
In your