Luyện nghe bài hát War Ensamble

[Ikon the
I out of my sarcophagus
Fourth Horseman of the
For my esophagus breathes that just demolishes
Abolishes, to the darkness of
Mental enteral went through an ancient acropolis
this, from a fetus to genius
Took DNA from the Shroud of Turin and cloned
leaders, the 19th galaxy
Born to a storm on the of Gallilee
Battle me and suffer whiplash from my
Leave you in in the castle of Nosferatu
Ikon is hostile and mortals cause
Hologram is known for placing in Christian communion
Slash, the actions of ultra-violence
Crucifixions, in diction by Pontius
I naked in the house of David with pride
Force you to bleed just to make sure that still alive
Crystallize, we keep it live, y'all see me
satanic verses like Ayatollah Komeini
I break in half, setting staff with ancient
I wait and laugh, create a blood bath.

I bring the gory oratory thats demorally
Mad expository in your auditory
Categories don't
Your mind's eye is by my battle raps
Like cateracts habitat is Halifax
I run you out your native city
Shay's committee is pretty witty we no pity
I deflate then separate wack MCs who
Every trace of found up in their record crate
I devastate, homosapian
Like catacalysm inbreded with an anachronism
My precision makes incisions on your
Battling is a bad decision you with lacerisims
I whoop ass like dominatrix
That's the
Hologram The Matrix
To fake
Fifty MCs to my credit
from the druid better known as Esoteric

In this the final conflict high powers and copper ides to this
The fluid I is viscous
so much as whispers
And with the of what you transisted
Can info, a widow slapped when you missed this
cut by my discus
Forged upon the of Prophestus ------ hand skills
I your damn grill
in Greco-Roman holds
Roll the battle gear
Exploding the atmosphere
I fear, reads cereberal centipedes
And Evil Steades the feeble
Holdings of a thats headed for the sky the scroll
Is to be viewed by the eyes of Loki
I hated your verse so I back in time
Waited in mother's warm uterus
To kill you you were born
Like zygotes my split the trunk of petrified oaks
time to die folks
You think I joke
I you die slow
Your wrists are broken tied to
Quartered as forces you in opposite directions
Dissection of my
lead to the unveiling of blood shield
In a tiny time will
a giant computer body
Which is to RoboTech
wreck
From the million megabytes of that rest on Virtuoso's neck