Luyện nghe bài hát Crushed Egos

Come and taste my seasonin', Chef, the cooking is marvelous
Back with a stove, makin' your mouth water, you for this
Exclusive sneakers with hard denim,
A illustrated Alex Haley with paper
Waves spinnin' like the Titanic, come take a on
Silky like King Henry the eight robe in frame
Restaurants with keys, it's big business
groomed and elegant posture is real dapper
Status is gigantic, culture's
Meetings in the Vatican, drinkin' with the Muscle Milk
Praises go to Ason, the Mr. Russell built
Feed me royal shottas with Glocks, clean 'em tea tree oil
China dolls from Bangkok, we bang 'em, 'em and make 'em loyal
Trees stank, she come kiss the top of my Saint
Wise-Universal Tang when I
with the big bank, it's 5 stars, y'all, when I call rank

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

Rifles out, bear the Russian
Octagon tuggin' silk frontin', while her head stuntin'
Mo' flood the garage
Man the goats launchin' charge cards from
Catch me in the hookah
Brains linked, twisted say the seeds bang
Coffee pots with graveyard rings, Gs
Yankee on the top of the charts
throwers, they sharks
Everybody wanna know my gun barks

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

Egos are somethin' the Wu-Tang trust
These stupid jealous niggas, 'bout to get rust
This ashes to to dust to dust
These delivish MC's they fuck with us, Lord