Luyện nghe bài hát Crushed Egos

Come and taste my seasonin', Chef, the that is marvelous
Back with a stove, makin' your mouth water, you starve for
Exclusive sneakers with hard denim,
A neighbor illustrated Alex Haley with
Waves spinnin' like the Titanic, come a float on
Silky like King the eight robe in lace frame
Restaurants with skeleton keys, it's big
Well and elegant posture is real dapper
Status is gigantic, alpaca
Meetings in the Vatican, drinkin' with the Muscle Milk
Praises go to Ason, the dynasty Mr. Russell
Feed me royal shottas with Glocks, clean 'em with tea oil
China dolls from Bangkok, we bang 'em, train 'em and make 'em
Trees stank, she come the top of my Yves Saint
Wise-Universal Tang I bang
Grizzly with the big bank, it's 5 stars, y'all, when I call

Egos are that the Wu-Tang trust
stupid jealous niggas, y'all 'bout to get rust
This ashes to ashes to to dust
These devilish cannot fuck with us, Lord
Egos are that the Wu-Tang trust
These stupid jealous niggas, y'all 'bout to get
This to ashes to dust to dust
These [?] cannot with us, Lord

Rifles out, bear the Russian
Octagon tuggin' silk drawers frontin', while her stuntin'
Mo' flood the garage
Man the goats charge cards from Africa
Catch me in the lodge
Brains linked, Cohibas say the seeds bang
Coffee pots graveyard rings, flippin' Gs
Yankee hoodlum on the top of the
Dart throwers, sharks
Everybody wanna know my gun barks

Non-athletic anti-semetic synthetic rappers get no
Pathetic septic lines, styles not embedded
Wu-Tang slang bangs in brain, this is not genetic, prophetic
Unadulterated talent while y'all talk that bullshit

Egos are that the Wu-Tang trust
These stupid niggas, y'all 'bout to get rust
This ashes to ashes to to dust
These delivish MC's they cannot with us, Lord