Luyện nghe bài hát 4th Chamber

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

Yeah, go to
The man a hoe wait for
Is the sky-blue Bally kid, in eighty-three, rocked
My Memorex tape decks, my own phone sex
Watch out for Haiti bitches, I heard they hex
Yo, Wu whole platoon is filled rac-coons
Corner sittin' wine niggaz Apple Boone
This ain't no cartoon
I be duckin' crazy spades
The kid hold shit, like blacks rock ashy legs

Why is the sky blue? Why is water
Why did Judas rat to Romans Jesus slept? Stand up
You're out of luck like two dogs
Iron Man be rum, out of Stanley Cups, unflammable
Noriega, aimin' knives which stay in Chicago
Spine-tingle, boggles
Kangols in rainbow colors, try to hold dough
Give me mine before Po, wrap you up in
I ran the Dark Ages, and great Henry the Eighth
Built with Khan, the wreck suede wiley Don

I judge wisely, as if ever surprise me
Loungin', two pillars of ivory
I'm lively, my dome is like buildin' stones in Greece
My poems are deep from thrones I speak
I'm overwhelmed as my mind roams the
My eye's the vision, memory is the
act sub-tile, but they fragile above clouds
They act wild and budge a crowd
No matter how loud they get, though they growl and
Clutch they fists, and throw up signs 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 the gun, they already got your wife and children
A hit was sent from the to rage your residence
Because you had secret and documents
On how they raped the continents and it's the
Islamic, Asiatic black hebrew
The year two thousand and two, the battle's filled the Wu
Six million devils just died the Bubonic Flu
Or the Virus under the reign 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 your skin, gettin' slim
Like Olive Oyl, plant the seed deep inside fertile soil
Fortified with essential, and mineral
Use the sky for a blanket, stuffin' clouds inside my
Rollin' with the
The tribe's a hundred and forty four thousand
Protons electrons always explosions

The banks of G, all cream a vet
feed good, opposites off the set
It ain't to see, my seeds need God-degree
I got mouths to feed, unnecessary is more cows to breed
I'm on tax free shit by any means
Whether to hit scheme or some counterfeit cream
I much from such with cons who run scams
Veterans got the game like hams
And from that, are born and guns are drawn

Clips are fully loaded, and blood floods the lawn
action was a fraction of strength
That me truncate the limp on temp
With the stump, treat his like air pumps
RZA shaped the track, niggaz razor bumps
tryin' to figure who invented
This unprecented, opium-scented,
Now watch me blow him out his without clues
'Cuz I won't hesitate to detonate, I'm short