Luyện nghe bài hát Sunshower

Yo... song is...
Aiyyo Dunn song is called Sunshower
Cause we the final hour
You know I ahh all I can say to my and sisters right now
Is stay close to your families, and all loved ones
Cause globe is about to explode with hatred
killin for pennies, knahmsayin?
Peace to the Gods, we got a job... yo, yo

Trouble follows a wicked mind, 20/20 vision
of the prism of but still blind
because you lack the inner, sinner
will end up in the everlastin winter of
Throw on this mix picks your third eye out
you cry out words fly out, and sounds die out
You remain unheard, eternally, internal external
with your wicked fraternal from generals to colonels
Releasin thermonuclear that burns you firmly
And permanently upon this
Through the of the book of life
Those who took a life justice
will become ice ice ice
It's been taught your worst enemy can harm you
as much as own wicked thoughts
What devils we wrought, and let's annoint
Now you're bein persecuted by that universal court court
Iron hell with the strong blend of rape and blend of
with rose and jasmine, as men use talismans
Burn some incense, witchcraft to reach high dimensions
I'm convinced, Allah is God has been always will be
You could travel every square inch of the and still be
million miles away from the sun
Til you realize you and the sun is one, like the
Know the ledge to your heart is
or fall off into the internal hell uncharted
Light travels at the rate of 186,000 per second
time and space, until it reach a target
And once we're of darkness, and show em where the path
Yo as the Red Sea was parted, into straight
at the gate, but why that's a road to destruction and hate
you thought life was a sport? A game?
One years short, know the soul is immortal
Walk through portals, and those who go astray
will pay a judgment day, and few years of wicked bullshit
ain't the eternity inside a sulfur lake
dragons and snakes, and any pain you can imaginate
Instead, I to become a newlywed to the true bread
of life and fed God of light to my head
It's been said, the who sleep is already dead, so I stay awake
And care of my brother, and uncover reveal the skin
so we can see other, cause every color
that makes the light appear duller, who's the colored
the original, who's the biochemical
Who's the grafted digital, digital, digital,
Digital.. yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

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

Approachin the final
Power equality, Allah sees
come together under the wings
And flight, Wu-Tang, the saga, Ryzarecta
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