Luyện nghe bài hát The Executioners Dream

*movie
"Inifinite...no you don't fuck around with the
no way you do that...
A hill has two sides, the kind you can touch with your hand
The kind you can feel in heart
Your soul, the spiritual
And you know, the of the two...is the spiritual"

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I'm leaf-twistin, but still kill your whole system
I speak wisdom, translated to diction
A past victim of the for grapple
Now I you, I'm the slave wit snapped shackles
After rules, a-alikes move wit me
We murdered the fakes in the three-sixty
Eighty-five face the truth, too dumb
You burn and attempts reachin the sun
I grab you and squeeze until your bleed
the earth that you formerly believed
Even you're buried underneath the soil
Send a message to hell, nobody for you
Your physical is converted into ash
Allah's wrath is engraphed on epitab
Spend eternity wit the forces
Your screams echo in deaf of the remorseless

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"You don't wanna test"
"Uh-uh-oh, you wanna more, God bless"

The raw mangler, seven of Angular
the pagans who stayed in the pages of Diameter
Rhyme shatterer, with nine I'm hackin you
The author will scorch ya wit the torches of Joseph
you to the squared circle to meet me
To beat me won't be easy, face thesis of Meche
Blood'll me, raps are prehistorical
Cerebral of cathedral leads you into the oracle
I'm horrible, I wit no time to react
Rewind DAT's so fine I pull spines out the
In time I crack minds that's what the brain
Messiah pulls as into the rain of fire
Barb wire around pagans read the Bible
Genocidal and liable to just cleave your
Final hours, the fruit they fond as Iris
rappers, bringin wackness like Abolo scholars
First in to try to battle me, I left him limbless
Tragic rappers just a fallacy, I em skinless
Beginners, keep distance because we might be vicious
You can find me wit Louis drinkin pints of Guiness

"You don't even test"
"Uh-uh-oh, you kill more, God bless"

Aiyyo when I
Fortunatley I a Jedi Mind
So the force is me (When I rhyme)
Son it makes me spit a one
So when is done, even a athiest will say I blessed him
And when my jam bang, cop that
Fuck all players who can't hang, get a jockstrap
'cause we drop bombs, be scared
'cause it's either hop on or be prepared for us to horns
We engage, when the pen sprays we war
And you know what they say, when it rains it pours
So face us, 'cause you can't the laws of nature
We independent, it's competition callin us
We major threats who deliver, so place your
We'll it minus the Moet, Rollies, and Avirex
We spit shit too amazing, just shit
That when you face it you'll see a must-win situation
no second chance (anyway), not next to the champs
Because it's our freestyle gettin grants from the NEA
We well in doubt versus these rappers we about
('cause us and them) Difference takin a L and a bow

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