Luyện nghe bài hát Weary Eyes

{{Joe
I spark an L to a sunset
Ill thoughts got my racin, chest with a mason
Same blocks, ATF rush spots cats humbly
I'm hungry, Bee Trilogy triumphantly
Hammer head, dart allignment, work is
Keep your ears open for new
Ride with the livest, frontline thats

Mastermind, in the range, it's unexplainable
Against The Grain, crown prince of the rain
No games dunn, runnin the same, the lane
Ice drain the rest of the pain, I'm reckless
Coressing the flame, the strange
Wu-Tang

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Close your weary and drift away, It's alright
Close weary eyes and drift away, It's alright

When I got the news, my heart dropped down to my
Timin was fucked up, right around the time all be rich
New tricks, we went through Wu-Syndicate, Wu ventelists
Cop a on these other land where war's parentless
Anyway, this is clear, Michaelangelo to blow
And a trio with and Joe M
I'm at your gravesite, midnight ritual,
Heard she set you up spite, she cop the ninja your bike
I'm flashbacks of Henney, jetskis blasting semi's together
We possessed the chemistry, make eventually
thought we'd break the penititeniary
Made his mom break down at the mentally
Right now its chilly and days
Man I'm with Shaq in LA
I make D, make a sake in princeway
Yo its war states bein through the streets of V.A.
Close your eyes mom your legacy will never fade
away..

Eh yo son Jack ringin, "What up? Who this?"
"Jakes knocked your bitch", "Word up no shit"
Now my first thoughts is the feds had my phone
Toted on in the Range with the pipe rack
Chips might be up the whip
Oh forgot to toke the hero'n right under her chin
What if she asked the ice that I put on her wrist?
Thought my chick Earth lesson, nah son she snitch
But times I went to war and she brought clips
Jack said no cell, to tal' up the chip
Hit me back at the lab, gotta handle this

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I with mob cats who bubble outlets
Legacy live 500 years Vinnie's nest
Evil scientist, now I manifest with plaques
Felony paragraphs, dead on polygraph, vision a
Black guillotines, like King Luis the 16th
Before you blink, Napolean, to your wife and tie her man
Executioner, poetic of Lucifer
Beef for real, there's no tellin what I do to ya
Might you in plastic, ship you off the Jupiter
Boys, I roll with Wu-Syndicate
who coke in parachuters
Politic in like J Edgar Hoover
To to Switzerland, type maneuvers

Through the eyes of an everyday, street
Chased for Presidents, up the hands, blood on my Timbs
lights got your frame bent
Myalansky, fantasy, crash route, the member
Ask permission before you 'em, you're nameless
UFO's, domes, the strangest
The project block locked by
Bond, Donna Her'on, courageous, the payment
Many attempts but save 'im
got my shirt stainin, fuck these pussy-ass rap cats
Can't hang with this shit, Wu-Syndicate, we this
Fuck the judge, the president, never no love for my residence
My deal embezzlement

{{Joe
D's and IV's, unlimited CC's, roll up your sleeves
We in it to win it, Wu-Syndicate snatch
Label cats menace, work cats in, with the mercelis
Stash mills, the impact, we back slap cats to windmills
Fully loaded clips, crunch time, of VA
Bust nines, we go for pollyin
World reknowned, thunder bound
The shells off the Wally moccasins
You chessbox with a marksman, high states
Fuck the law man, it's arson, up arson
Flamin y'all niggaz, fuck that

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