Luyện nghe bài hát Weary Eyes

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

Mastermind, blaze in the range, it's
The Grain, crown prince of the purple rain
No games dunn, the same, bickin the lane
Ice shoot the rest of the pain, I'm reckless
Coressing the flame, addressing the
It's

{Sampled Singer}
Close your weary eyes and drift away, It's
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 we'd all be
New with tricks, we through Wu-Syndicate, Wu ventelists
Cop a mansion on other land where war's parentless
Anyway, is clear, Michaelangelo destined to blow
And a trio with and Joe M
I'm at your gravesite, ritual, candlelight
Heard she set you up with spite, she cop the ninja bike
I'm having flashbacks of Henney, blasting semi's together
We possessed the chemistry, make history
They we'd break the penititeniary
his mom break down at the wake mentally
Right now its and cloudy days
Man I'm chillin Shaq in LA
I make D, make a sake in princeway
Yo its war states bein breeded the streets of V.A.
Close your eyes mom your legacy will fade away
away..

Eh yo son your ringin, "What up? Who this?"
"Jakes just your bitch", "Word up no shit"
Now my first is the feds had my phone tapped
on talk in the Range with the pipe rack
Chips be up under the whip
Oh shit forgot to toke the hero'n right her chin
What if she asked about the ice that I put on her
Thought my Earth lesson, nah son she won't snitch
But times I went to war and she extra clips
said no cell, need to tal' up the chip
Hit me back at the lab, gotta handle quick

x0.5]

I with mob cats who bubble outlets
live 500 years like Vinnie's nest
Evil scientist, now I with golden plaques
paragraphs, dead on polygraph, vision a bloodpath
Black guillotines, banded like King the 16th
Before you blink, Napolean, lock to your and tie her man
Executioner, poetic conspiracy of
come for real, there's no tellin what I do to ya
Might wrap you in plastic, ship you off the
Boys, I roll with Wu-Syndicate
who smuggle coke in
Politic in silence like J Edgar
To to Switzerland, type maneuvers

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

Mafia}}
D's and IV's, unlimited CC's, roll up long sleeves
We in it to win it, snatch penants
Label cats menace, cats in, fuck with the mercelis
Stash mills, the pack impact, we back slap to windmills
loaded clips, crunch time, kings of VA
Bust twin nines, we go for
reknowned, thunder pound bound
The shells off the Wally moccasins
You chessbox with a marksman, high states
Fuck the law man, it's arson, straight up
What? Flamin y'all niggaz, that

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