Luyện nghe bài hát Sunshower

Yo... song is...
Aiyyo this song is called Sunshower
Cause we approachin the hour
You know I ahh all I can say to my brothers and right now
Is stay close to your families, and all your loved
this globe is about to explode with hatred
They killin for pennies,
to the Gods, we got a heavy job... yo, yo

Trouble follows behind a wicked mind, 20/20
of the prism of light but blind
because you lack the inner, sinner
will end up in the everlastin winter of
Throw on mix just picks your third eye out
you cry out your words fly out, and die out
You remain unheard, sufferin eternally, external
with your wicked fraternal from generals to colonels
Releasin thermonuclear heat that you firmly
And permanently upon this
Through the journal of the of life
Those who a life without justice
become just ice ice ice
It's taught that your worst enemy can harm you
as much as your own thoughts
What devils fought we wrought, and let's
Now you're bein persecuted by that court court court
Iron with the strong blend of rape and blend of sandal
with rose petals and jasmine, as men use
Burn incense, chantin witchcraft to reach high dimensions
I'm convinced, is God always has been always will be
You could travel every square inch of the planet and be
Ninety-three million miles from the sun
Til you you and the sun is one, like the knowledge
Know the ledge to where your is
or fall off into the internal that's uncharted
Light travels at the rate of 186,000 per second
through and space, until it reach a target
And once we're freed of darkness, and em where the path
Yo as the Red Sea was parted, into these
at the narrow gate, but why that's a road to and hate
What you life was a sport? A game?
One hundred years short, know the soul is
through many portals, and those who go astray
will pay a judgment day, and these few of wicked bullshit
ain't worth the eternity inside a sulfur
With dragons and snakes, and any you can imaginate
Instead, I chose to become a newlywed to the true
of life and fed God of light to my head
It's been said, the fool who sleep is already dead, so I stay
And take care of my brother, and uncover reveal the
so we can see each other, cause color
that makes the light appear duller, the colored man?
Who's the original, the biochemical
the grafted digital, digital, digital, digital
Digital.. yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

Two hundred million atmosphere cubic feet of air we breath
While niggaz are trapped twenty thousand fathoms beneath
the sea of reality, they can't inhale deep, have em
Stagnant, a trapping, the .45
And shatter bone
Cops love the you gettin backed up by Dragnet
Thrown a six by a steel cabinet
Flippin weights readin tablets, back on the block nobody's havin it
Those who haven't get returned
You freaky ass niggaz get
Some walk around like they ain't
with the hell on inside the world
The body of old men molest little
Is it because the girl's has swelled
to the size of a woman, although twelve
The whole is sick, sick, sick
up in six, six, six
I started off as a pawn in marathon of life
Tryin to carry on, I had a bomb to blow up Babylon
A vagabond, tryin to steal his we're from paragon
in circles, like a ferris wheel
Undernourished meals I cherish hope, drown the sea of life
Use my third eye for a periscope, and take flight to the of night
To far so dark that even wit a bright light
you couldn't see a of light
others play ball, ID call, me and GZA Dirty
hangin in halls, on walls
rhymes three hours straight with no pause
Boostin from sunrise to Amityville morgue
razorblade between the jaws, breakin all laws
Started out writin fables to makin beats on lunchroom
to wearin long that hung down to the navel
So pack some and fat sacks of skunk
to funnel the P-Funk, smokin woolie
Dust and primos, shot more dice than casinos
Back when Wu-Gambinos were F.O.I. MC's
All and now crew B.C.C.
REC Posse, G.P., D.M.D.
Ol stalked East New York GZA maintained Franklin Lane
I was going to time with the Jeff, when students got
Polo got nervous me to Shaolin sent me to Curtis
Took share time in Marquis, New God contractin service
While Meth Chef and Dead was off the
For white boys who took
up bicep tricep pectoids and deltoids
Back our girlfriends was virgins
Cuttin class with Ghost tryin to bag hoes in Birchem
A Maybeldine night school Washington Irving
young Gods was seekin
Hoes in and Clara Parton and Medina
Girls who like Sarafina
On the corner of Belmont and Picket Avenue I her
As if I her
I was dead broke, now I will use key notes to G-notes
So it's hope
See subway train run through the city like blood the veins
To the of Medina, but Shaolin is the brain
So take to these words
And the power of the Sunshower

the final hour
Power equality, sees everything
Let's come together under the
And flight, Wu-Tang, the saga, Ryzarecta
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