Luyện nghe bài hát American Royalty

[Featuring: RZA and Hypnotic Brass

[Intro:
Digital. Childish
Mixtape

1: RZA]
This Oxycontin monox' and toxic concoction
Collapse your brain cells, they swell from lack of
the opposition stuck, without a pot to piss in
Hocking, spitting up blood, shark by sharp
incision, darkness imparts your vision
Sparks infliction, (poof) I'm a mad
Double plasma, verbal scatter, globe shatter
Every atom in your body, now you
Ripping through the data, into the doctor
Took his splatter, cause my mind's faster
You falling down to ground, I climb the ladder
Too garbage in your gallbladder, fall flatter
On face, now you carry 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 with a smirk nigga, all up
Childish or Bobby Digi'lino on the tracks
We breaking more backs that Sammartino,
We saw more than Juno
Change more law in New than Mr. Cuomo
Godfather I write like Mario Puzo
Master time fix the like I'm Hugo
Hold the weight like nine
Bust like John Lugo
You how the Wu go

[Verse 2: Childish
Look sharp, homie give yourself a lift
brow, eyebrows on a spaceship
Take sips of Ace of Spades-es
Saving all my just to waste on a bracelet
Can't see them haters, we don't give a fuck
Charge it to the game, a lame so cutthroat
Never slip a one, the game is so in front of me
Travel 'round the globe, a nigga 'bout a 100 G's
Pack them crowds up, like Bowser
Deep pocket poetry, my custom
Thank God they found us, the was starvin'
I'm clean and concrete, you ass and
Bobby Digital, Do you really think these niggas know
Shopping in and I ran into my old chick
Pride is a bitch. I am not a up
Tweetin' when I'm 70, these half-dead
She look like she Spelman, secretly she
Put her in the club, all she hear is Waka
Put her in the crib, all she wanna is Waka
She jerk when I move her old boy popped her
Home is Outkast, soul like Phonte
J's like Beyonce's fiance
Back on on my dumb shit, nigga we the
Gave niggas real shit, don't know what to do it
I did what I did man, did you see it
'Bino hard and fast, sweet and low
Royalty, family loyalty
We cream of the crop why the would we stop?
She had two Both of 'em good grades
Both of 'em rap
did she go wrong?
Nowhere mama, we just go the money at
Black Kennedy, where the you niggas at?