Luyện nghe bài hát 4th Chamber

Choose the sword and you will me
Choose the and you join your mother in death
You understand my words, but you must choose
So come boy, choose or death

Yeah, go to
The man a hoe wait for
Is the sky-blue Bally kid, in eighty-three, rocked
My performed tape decks, my own phone sex
Watch out for Haiti bitches, I they throw hex
Yo, Wu whole platoon is filled rac-coons
Corner wine niggaz sippin' Apple Boone
This no white cartoon
'Cuz I be duckin' spades
The kid hold white shit, like rock ashy legs

Why is the sky blue? Why is wet?
Why did Judas rat to Romans while slept? Stand up
You're out of luck like two dogs
Iron Man be sippin' rum, out of Stanley Cups,
Noriega, aimin' knives which stay windy in
Spine-tingle, mind
in rainbow colors, promoters try to hold dough
Give me mine Po, wrap you up in so-and-so
I ran the Dark Ages, Constantine and great Henry the
Built with Ghengis Khan, the suede wiley Don

I judge wisely, as if ever surprise me
Loungin', between two of ivory
I'm lively, my dome piece is like stones in Greece
My poems are from ancient thrones I speak
I'm as my mind roams the realm
My eye's the vision, is the film
Others act sub-tile, but they fragile clouds
They act wild and couldn't budge a
No matter how loud they get, they growl and spit
Clutch they fists, and up signs like a Crip
And throw all of fits
I 'em split, like ass cheeks and ragged pussy lips

Aiyyo, camoflouge chameleon, ninjas scalin' buildin'
No time to grab the gun, they already got your wife and
A hit was sent from the to rage your residence
Because you had secret and documents
On how they the continents and it's the prominent
Islamic, Asiatic black hebrew
The year two and two, the battle's filled with the Wu
Six devils just died from the Bubonic Flu
Or the Ebola Virus under the of King Cyrus

You can see the of a man right through his iris
snakes get thrown in boilin' lakes
Of hot oil, it boils skin, chickenheads gettin' slim
Like Olive Oyl, only the seed deep inside fertile soil
Fortified essential, vitamin and mineral
Use the sky for a blanket, clouds inside my pillow
Rollin' the lands
The tribe's a hundred and forty thousand chosen
Protons electrons always explosions

The banks of G, all downs a vet
Money feed good, off the set
It hard to see, my seeds need God-degree
I got mouths to feed, beef is more cows to breed
I'm on some tax free by any means
Whether to hit scheme or some counterfeit cream
I learned from such with cons who run scams
Veterans got the game like hams
And from that, are born and guns are drawn

are fully loaded, and then blood floods the lawn
Disciplinary action was a of strength
That made me truncate the limp on
With the stump, treat his hips air pumps
RZA shaped the track, niggaz caught bumps
tryin' to figure who invented
This unprecented, opium-scented,
Now me blow him out his shoes without clues
'Cuz I won't to detonate, I'm short fuse