Luyện nghe bài hát Trilogy of Terror

samples: "Now in the studio..
where its all and know how..
but when that red light off..
just a word of advice.."

You'll your fuckin maker, soon as my ink strike the paper
Its the of terror, don't step outside your area
Heavy cause curses, and worsens
search this, while my crew, they must re-earth this
Thing called terror in the book of pages
Five stages of rage to be caged in
Or in or ran up in, fuck running
your database quick, before you come in
Or maybe summon, gods of, warfare
Shine fireworks, so you forget your flares
Kick shit straight up and down, like nigga
If you basin, one verse, you cased in
Like that rock from that spots on your block
They made up, that called T.N.T. that get me knocked
Kick lyrical losenges, kick shit harsh bitches
And if you fuck around, you like hostages
You got the You think you got theology?
About the science when you with this trilogy

"We interupt scheduled transmission to bring you an
announcemet of national importance... and gentleman"

I'm the world terrorist, HazMat specialist
Hannibal the treacherous millenial expedition chief executive
design, give me mines, I hit ya consecutive
Competitively, how dare you try to get the of me
Stress me, I test your chest out, like air out (poof)
ya shiverin, left out in the cold, no clothes, no support, no soul
Face me, I make the sky roll back a scroll
As I blaze thee, my special teams'll have your punk on stroll
Its on you, make it all fold or your own
You see I'm known for throwin rocks, fuck and get stoned
Plus fam done snuffed my gun wrong in
Its only I click on y'all, bring it back home and shit
Recusant, like what the fuck you
This the trilogy, you how ill it be
Respected, if not, we get on that, type hiphop
And shots off the corner, get props, plot
Get your knot rocked, and your whole spot out
See we about what we about and that, three the hard way
Guru, Afu-Ra, and Stacks,
Go 'head and try to front, get back collapsed, motherucker

"Attention...AAHHH...
Be on out...Let's get down to business"
*church bell tolls

The richeous man of God Universal, Ruler of the
Every mic I with or without a curse
So the dumb shit, you could get stuck dumb quick
Or get smashed in a dump a symbol or a drumbstick
Afu-Ra he summoned me, to capture your
Its three of us, terror
Yeah the be, tearin your bitch-ass heart out
I was way iller killer, before you out
The words I _Manifest_ will let you know _Hard To Earn_
So It Personal_, like KRS nigga You Shall Learn
Gonna Take The Weight? _ You shut the gate
Don't ever try to underestimate Guru the
Though you was the and got tossed up in a lake
No wake, everybody knew you was a fake
You shield your fate, cement for socks and ankle weights
I'm older plus I'm wiser, surprise I'm nicer
Push me to my limit, nigga, your gonna get it
One by the gun, two out by my shoe
you get strung up by the limb of a tree
I never for free, so A & R's they got to pay me
When you speak of rappers, you chumps best to say
the trilogy, uh