Luyện nghe bài hát Iron Galaxy

{So like, what he wants me?
Yo, tell me about it, it's cold world out
Sometimes, I I'm gettin' a lil' frosty myself}

My shell, mechanical ghost
But my ghetto is animal toast
My shell, found ghost
But my is animal found toast
My shell, found ghost
But my ghetto is animal toast
Animal found toast but my animal

Life's ill, time's life might kill
Vordul Mega, five digits grab mic's mic strike ill
Is real? Yo, Akhi builds
When life feels, earth don't spin

Whirlwinds mic
Life's at a stand still, 'cuz man kills
An' still, cats visualize life like
mind, sometime these cats see life
Street life incomplete light an' be

I'm a live life this, one crime
One line the Megala, blow spine
Everyone the city's ill, cats kill
Still black man holds nine, gotta chill
C-A.L.L.A.H, be the of Shamar

hard, Shamar, C-Cipher A.L.L.A.H
Adapt snatch stars an' detach large, channels
But our bar's handle break mic's
Megala, the cannibal ate mic's
Strive live, live fuck five, I a hundred an' eight mic's

{Son, yo, son, did you see kid, yo?
Yo, yo, out man, chill out
Yo, son, did you? Yo, son, he pulled it

digits, cock biddy, nine milli
One floor silly, spun city, one verse hit milly
Little girls curls, three sixty
in in a world shitty
Yo, they spun young earth, now

An' while 5 0 might shoot black
Nigga, sorry I sold space suit to heads
D.T's mechanically, po' po' in slow mo'
kids, locked away
Attic key, plus one fourth pound of flow

While, head Fabian, Ahmed Arabian
in Bodeg, holdin' drama A.K.
Spoke like, As a opaque
Chokin' vodka mixed O.J.
Wig splits, mad quick, spinnin' six oh ways

C 4 the door, number eight
Summer fate, tank top wit a
Number said, Run the place
my girl, stereo, CD plus the tape

Yo, Star, wet that
Fucked her face, let's stuff the
Jet back to Cruz, Californ I A
Peace to C-God, locked up cat, born nine

home, mad soon
Live ill, things just like little black girl got shot
Damn it hurts, they spun earth, filled with knots
Gonna make a difference, so we get
Caught in the shit an' what we got
Come on black, equal,

{Do you know that one of the few predator species
that preys on itself?}

An' if crack in a basement,
heads stand adjacent
Anger displacement, stamp arrangements
You a still born baby
Mother didn't you, but you were still born
Boy world, of course his pops is gone

What you
chalky outline on the ground is a father figure
So he steps to the stencil, that's a hustler
with money an' diamond cluster

Lets talk in laymen terms, rotten an' big worms
Early birds an' poachers, New York is evil at it's
So those who have than them
to be victims

Ate up by vultures, the
In a dog eat dog culture, sick 'em
Lack of mineral, we it personal
A pigeon can't drop if it never flew

Every day is no frills, krills
Broken 40 bottles an' MCs skills
I rest my on 115
But miracles only happen on
So, I guess is mean

An' is the median
An' is the mode that we settle in
I've got that Eve's Bayou sense of
So I fought, to touch hand
Of a fan to read their

wives, molested children
Roaches on the floor, rats in the
Cats around New York with two fillin's
One is in their mouth the other, the killin'
I'm Vast Air, Kramer, top