Luyện nghe bài hát Sunshower

Yo... song 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 your ones
Cause globe is about to explode with hatred
killin for pennies, knahmsayin?
Peace to the Gods, we got a job... yo, yo

Trouble follows a wicked mind, 20/20 vision
of the prism of light but blind
because you the inner, every sinner
will end up in the everlastin winter of
Throw on this mix just your third eye out
you cry out words fly out, and sounds die out
You remain unheard, sufferin eternally, internal
Along with wicked fraternal from generals to colonels
Releasin thermonuclear heat that you firmly
And permanently this journey
the journal of the book of life
Those who took a life without
will become ice ice ice
It's been taught that your enemy can harm you
as much as own wicked thoughts
What devils fought we wrought, and annoint
Now you're bein persecuted by that universal court court
Iron with the strong blend of rape and blend of sandal
with petals and jasmine, as men use talismans
Burn some incense, chantin witchcraft to high dimensions
I'm convinced, is God always has been always will be
You could travel every square inch of the planet and be
million 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 the internal hell that's uncharted
Light travels at the rate of 186,000 miles per
time and space, until it reach 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 to destruction and hate
What you life was a sport? A game?
One years short, know the soul is immortal
Walk many portals, and those who go astray
will pay a judgment day, and these few years of bullshit
worth the eternity inside a sulfur lake
With and snakes, and any pain you can imaginate
Instead, I chose to become a newlywed to the bread
of life and fed God of light to my head
It's been said, the fool who sleep is already dead, so I stay
And care of my brother, and uncover reveal the skin
so we can see each other, cause every
that the light appear duller, who's the colored man?
Who's the original, 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 niggaz minds are trapped twenty fathoms beneath
the sea of reality, they inhale deep, devils have em
Stagnant, a trapping, the .45
And bone fragments
Cops love the block you gettin up by Dragnet
Thrown into a six by a steel
Flippin weights readin ancient tablets, back on the block havin it
Those who haven't get returned
You ass niggaz get burned
Some around like they ain't concerned
with the hell goin on inside the
The body of old men little girls
Is it because the breast has swelled
to the size of a woman, she's twelve
The whole is sick, sick, sick
up in six, six, six
I off as a pawn in this marathon of life
Tryin to on, wishin I had a bomb to blow up Babylon
A vagabond, to steal his corpse we're from paragon
goin in circles, like a wheel
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 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
Kickin rhymes three hours straight with no
Boostin from Freeport sunrise to Amityville
Kept razorblade the jaws, breakin all laws
Started out writin fables to beats on lunchroom tables
to wearin long cables that hung to the navel
So pack some crack and fat of skunk
to funnel the P-Funk, smokin blunts
Dust cocktails and primos, shot more dice than
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 stalked East New York GZA maintained Lane
I was going to time with the Jeff, when students got
got nervous walked me to Shaolin sent me to Curtis
Took share time in Marquis, New God contractin service
While Meth Chef and Dead was off the
For white who took steroids
Buildin up tricep pectoids and deltoids
Back when our girlfriends was
Cuttin class with Ghost tryin to bag in Mary Birchem
A Maybeldine night school Washington Irving
These young was seekin
Hoes in Westinghouse and Clara and Medina
who sung like Sarafina
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 it's always
See subway 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 hour
Power equality, sees everything
Let's together under the wings
And take flight, Wu-Tang, the saga,
In your