Luyện nghe bài hát Crushed Egos

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

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

Rifles out, like the Russian
Octagon silk drawers frontin', while her head stuntin'
Mo' flood the garage
Man the goats launchin' charge cards Africa
me in the hookah lodge
Brains linked, Cohibas say the seeds bang
Coffee with graveyard rings, flippin' Gs
Yankee on the top of the charts
Dart throwers, they
wanna know when my gun barks

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

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