Luyện nghe bài hát The Deer Hunter

[Chief
Yeah
Uh yo yo, yo yo yo, Mind yo yo
Yo, my words sold germs, spread em a slow germ, infected
Disease is collected and from my method
The borderline where the animal and divine separate
I'm Def Leppard, of beautiful hell on a record
Compel the skeptic Kamachi unveil the epic
It's and requested
Brought to you like Elijah in the
A of ancestors was sequested
To my fate, for conductors of viscious vespers
Candlelight is extras
Is usually hollow point presses
Until they caress stretchers
I'm the to finesse textures
My rhyme fabric, is elaborate, scrolls kept in a cabinet
Open the book to the of this old soul magic
Juju tongue to come, behold this untold havoc
Up grab it, then I hit the south pole wit a magnet
East and west avid, now my name on all points of the square
firmly established, the language is lavish
First to rock Roshashannah's and African
Swear before I die to be there wit the best of the
for different ears, hears in different spheres
Global ink like the mobile link, make sure the is clear
be the dopest in here

*Vocal
"Too much...I'm tired"
"In the company of those fear..."
"In the of ...fear"

Yo we mics, but ya'll wanna build
But in the face of death, you kill
And that's real, we what we feel
But muvafuckas can't overstand skill
If ya'll start me, we like Milwaukee
But ya'll, ya'll just do a lot of
And maybe that's why you fear what the does
Maybe that's the of a metal slug
You ain't a ghetto thug, you an
That's unatural, love between faggots!

"In the of ...fear"

[Jus
I burn leaf wit Ikon and the Chief
next bud is not for you
Watchin you me land a clenched hand to your nostril
Stoppin you from givin the god cold
Beware, my flares put poets in rolling
Dunn I'm prepared when the holocaust
You'll have the roach down to the sole of your Timbs
Now I'm, your gems, you're holdin for dear life
Any mothafucker holdin the heat can ice
You're just like a wit no top on
At the Houston five, you lay and get shot on
Double check, your dead, plugged in your mug
I'm high off the weed, off the cop's blood

"Too much...I'm tired"
"In the of those that fear"
"In the of....fear"

"Above all, was fear
Fear of today, of tomorrow
Fear of our neighbors, and of ourself"

"We came from distant space and even what some call
Another dimension...and about to return"