Luyện nghe bài hát Unspoken Word

Yo, yo it's the unspoken word, you not heard, get your brains
Controlled emotions freewill as the same
Keep a sword tucked inside your personal
We can bust a shot or we can bust a or two

Word's on the street Dunn Dunn Bobby's Digital
Hoverin' the city inside the Wonder invisible jet
Clouded by the Meth we move undetected in Society Sects
NARC's radar suspected us to be a cumulus

Ejectin' lightning, like a wild knuckle fight, in New Brighton
A million strands of spider webs to make my vest
The energy compacted within, my inner chest
One of my eagle claw clutch, rips your guts

Brass head kill you with a rapid, head bust
spyin', the ammo flyin', the steel iron
Blow a neck from his head, like dandelions
My team is a magazine of

But we calmly, defeat your army, by blowin'
Noisy as a thousand barkin' dogs, rap's sweat
back to the catalogue, hip-hop cyborg
Bobby Digital, keyboard clogged you analog

We blowin' smoke creatin' Scooby Doo
cell block eight's my tape on the rocks
Sean Connery, calmly bombin'
Who on my phenomenon

Word up, no up, for the merrier
You worry Duck, you get by the razor cut
You feel the flurry huh, don't yo
You get cut by the razor, yo, yo, yo yo

The Wu rag around your head, like a doo rag
Carry black guns in small school bags
Funeral date, will be engraved on the wall, in Roman
The Looney Tune niggaz I be rollin' with, be you

Quick to make a nigga shit in his pants, with one
Laid back a fat Huffy bike, on the kickstands
My make the most hardrock chump turn to glass
And shatter, leave no traces of matter

You kids playin' hot feet, wait 'til you go to sleep I pull your
I'm bitch, I don't need the beef
So how I relief?
Ruler Z, arm leg, leg arm

B.O.B.B.Y.
You don't
You have supply
It's a high

The unspoken word, you not heard, get your brains
Controlled emotions as the same token
a sword tucked sharp inside your personal
We can a shot or we can bust a verse or two

It's Digital, word you can't ridicule
We see a in the garden, we get rid of you

Bobby you be on that bullshit, all the
With them big words and shit, I free y'all niggaz
the fuck you think you are some king or somethin'
Motherfucker you ain't shit, high

Yo, yo, my enemies of the Killa Bee founds their peers
for a thousand years, or drowned in tears
My unpredictable straight, and spine tingling
slime from a baby's mouth, bitch niggaz you be lingerin'

Bobby panties from bitches with big asses
you be buggin', girl my mind flashes
My seeds be royal, niggaz Muslim oil
My Earth gave birth to the crescent soil

No for fragile planet for small wombs
My dick bust a universe, my nuts weigh a moon, in tune
Champagne thoughts with Bud Light money, dipped in honey
Digital, make the gloomiest day feel

Slang slashes for him plan record upon the Lord
Confuse you a forty-eight track mixboard
Milli phaser blast a hole in your the size of moon craters
These anti-crucified on my Technic

Fuck the bloodshed, you be your soul
Physical mental we will control
Infinite darts I to your back, like horse brandin'
I clear a thousand men with a jaw of an assbone, black

The word, you not heard, get your brains open
Controlled emotions freewill as the same
Keep a sword tucked sharp your personal
We can a shot or we can bust a verse or two

Bobby Digital, word you can't ridicule
See a in the garden, we get rid of you
Slimy savages, the Digital
Fuck you Analog, the is critical

The unspoken word, you not heard, get your brains
emotions freewill as the same token
Keep a sword tucked sharp inside your
We can a shot or we can bust a verse or two

Digital, word you can't ridicule
See a in the garden, we get rid of you
You slimy savages, shit is gettin'
you Analog niggaz we be Digital

Bobby Digital, word up that, Bobby Digital