Luyện nghe bài hát American Royalty

[Featuring: RZA and Hypnotic Brass

RZA]
Digital. Childish
demonstrations

[Verse 1:
Oxycontin carbon monox' and toxic concoction
Collapse your brain cells, they swell from of oxygen
Leave the opposition stuck, without a pot to in
Hocking, up blood, shark by sharp precision
Dart incision, darkness imparts your
Sparks infliction, (poof) I'm a mad
Double plasma, verbal scatter, globe shatter
Every atom in your body, now you
Ripping through the data, checked the doctor
Took his rhyme splatter, cause my faster
You falling to ground, while I climb the ladder
Too much in your gallbladder, fall flatter
On your face, now you by the pall-bearer
Or wear the black suit, all teared up
Oh no, when your ho make a lit up
We in the rib a smirk nigga, all geared up
Childish Gambino or Bobby Digi'lino on the
We breaking more backs Sammartino, Bruno
We saw more than Juno
more law in New York than Mr. Cuomo
Godfather novels I like Mario Puzo
Master time fix the like I'm Hugo
Hold the weight like sumos
Bust shots John Lugo
You how the Wu go

2: Childish Gambino]
Look sharp, give yourself a face lift
High brow, eyebrows on a
Take sips of that Ace of
all my money just to waste on a bracelet
Can't see them haters, we give a fuck though
Charge it to the game, keep a so cutthroat
slip a fast one, the game is so in front of me
Travel 'round the globe, spend a nigga a 100 G's
Pack them crowds up, boss like
Deep poetry, my custom trousers
Thank God they us, the game was starvin'
I'm and concrete, you ass and Charmin
Bobby Digital, Do you really think these know shit?
in Manhattan and I ran into my old chick
Pride is a bitch. I am not a up
Tweetin' when I'm 70, these followers
She like she Spelman, secretly she Hofstra
Put her in the club, all she wanna is Waka
Put her in the crib, all she hear is Waka
She jerk when I move her old boy popped her
Home is that Outkast, soul Phonte
J's like Beyonce's fiance
Back on on my dumb shit, we the stupidest
Gave them niggas real shit, don't know to do it
I did what I did man, did you see it
hard and fast, niggas sweet and low
American Royalty, family
We cream of the why the fuck would we stop?
She had two sons: of 'em good grades
Both of 'em rap
did she go wrong?
Nowhere mama, we go where the money at
Black Kennedy, where the fuck you at?