Luyện nghe bài hát Weary Eyes

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

Mastermind, blaze in the range, it's
Against The Grain, crown prince of the rain
No dunn, runnin the same, bickin the lane
Ice drain shoot the of the pain, I'm reckless
the flame, addressing the strange
It's

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

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

Eh yo son your ringin, "What up? Who this?"
"Jakes knocked your bitch", "Word up no shit"
Now my thoughts is the feds had my phone tapped
Toted on talk in the Range with the rack
Chips be up under the whip
Oh shit to toke the hero'n right under her chin
What if she asked about the ice I put on her wrist?
Thought my chick lesson, nah son she won't snitch
But times I went to war and she extra clips
Jack no cell, need 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 like nest
Evil scientist, now I with golden plaques
Felony paragraphs, dead on polygraph, vision a
Black guillotines, banded like King Luis the
Before you blink, Napolean, lock to wife and tie her man
Executioner, conspiracy of Lucifer
Beef for real, there's no tellin what I do to ya
wrap you in plastic, ship you off the Jupiter
Boys, I roll Wu-Syndicate sharpshooters
who smuggle coke in
Politic in silence J Edgar Hoover
To leave to Switzerland, maneuvers

Through the eyes of an everyday, street
Chased for Presidents, up the hands, blood on my Timbs
Modern lights got your bent
Myalansky, fantasy, crash route, the certified
Ask permission before you kill 'em, nameless
UFO's, domes, the invasion
The block locked by pavement
Nikki Bond, Her'on, courageous, the payment
Many attempts but couldn't 'im
Blood got my shirt stainin, fuck these rap cats
Can't hang with shit, Wu-Syndicate, we livin this
Fuck the judge, the president, never show no love for my
My niggaz deal

Mafia}}
D's and IV's, unlimited CC's, roll up long sleeves
We in it to win it, Wu-Syndicate snatch
cats menace, work cats in, fuck with the mercelis
Stash mills, the pack impact, we 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 with a marksman, high states crossin
Fuck the law man, it's arson, up arson
What? Flamin niggaz, fuck that

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