Luyện nghe bài hát Crushed Egos

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

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

Rifles out, like the Russian
Octagon tuggin' drawers frontin', while her head stuntin'
Mo' sanes the garage
Man the goats launchin' charge from Africa
me in the hookah lodge
Brains linked, twisted Cohibas say the bang
Coffee pots graveyard rings, flippin' Gs
Yankee hoodlum on the top of the
Dart throwers, sharks
Everybody wanna know when my gun

Non-athletic anti-semetic rappers get no credit
Pathetic septic lines, incompetent not embedded
slang bangs in your brain, this is not genetic, prophetic
Unadulterated while y'all talk that bullshit rhetoric

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