Luyện nghe bài hát Crushed Egos

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

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

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

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

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