Luyện nghe bài hát 4th Chamber

Choose the and you will join me
the ball and you join your mother in death
You don't 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 kid, in eighty-three, rocked Taylor's
My Memorex tape decks, my own phone sex
Watch out for Haiti bitches, I heard they hex
Yo, Wu whole platoon is with rac-coons
Corner sittin' niggaz sippin' Apple Boone
This ain't no white
'Cuz I be duckin' spades
The kid hold white shit, like blacks rock ashy

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

I judge wisely, as if ever surprise me
Loungin', between two pillars of
I'm lively, my dome piece is like stones in Greece
My poems are deep from thrones I speak
I'm overwhelmed as my mind roams the
My the vision, memory is the film
Others act sub-tile, but they above clouds
They act wild and couldn't a crowd
No matter how loud they get, they growl and spit
Clutch they fists, and throw up signs a Crip
And throw all types of
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 President to 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 filled with the Wu
Six million devils just died the Bubonic Flu
Or the Virus under the reign of King Cyrus

You can see the weakness of a man right his iris
Un-loyal snakes get thrown in lakes
Of hot oil, it your skin, chickenheads gettin' slim
Olive Oyl, only plant the seed deep inside fertile soil
Fortified with essential, and mineral
Use the sky for a blanket, stuffin' inside my pillow
Rollin' the lands
The tribe's a hundred and forty thousand chosen
Protons electrons always cause

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

Clips are fully loaded, and then floods the lawn
action was a fraction of strength
That made me truncate the on temp
With the stump, treat his hips like air
RZA shaped the track, niggaz caught bumps
Scarred to figure who invented
unprecented, opium-scented, dark-tinted
Now watch me blow him out his shoes without
'Cuz I won't to detonate, I'm short fuse