Luyện nghe bài hát 4th Chamber

Choose the sword and you will me
Choose the and you join your mother in death
You don't understand my words, but you choose
So come boy, choose or death

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

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

I wisely, as if nothin' ever surprise me
Loungin', two pillars of ivory
I'm lively, my dome piece is like buildin' stones in
My are deep from ancient thrones I speak
I'm overwhelmed as my roams the realm
My the vision, memory is the film
Others act sub-tile, but fragile above clouds
They act wild and couldn't a crowd
No matter how loud they get, they growl and spit
Clutch fists, and throw up signs like a Crip
And throw all of fits
I leave 'em split, like ass cheeks and pussy lips

Aiyyo, chameleon, ninjas scalin' your buildin'
No time to grab the gun, they 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 the prominent
Dominant Islamic, Asiatic black
The year two thousand and two, the battle's filled the Wu
Six million devils died from the Bubonic Flu
Or the Ebola Virus the reign of King Cyrus

You can see the weakness of a man right through his
Un-loyal snakes get 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' inside my pillow
Rollin' the lands
The tribe's a hundred and four 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 seeds God-degree
I got mouths to feed, unnecessary 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 such with cons who run
Veterans got the game spiced like
And from that, sons are and guns are drawn

Clips are fully loaded, and then floods the lawn
action was a fraction of strength
That made me the limp on temp
With the stump, treat his like air pumps
RZA the track, niggaz caught razor bumps
Scarred to figure who invented
This unprecented, opium-scented,
Now watch me him out his shoes without clues
'Cuz I hesitate to detonate, I'm short fuse