Luyện nghe bài hát Crushed Egos

Come and taste my seasonin', Chef, the cooking that is
Back with a stove, makin' mouth water, you starve for this
Exclusive with hard denim, heavyweight
A neighbor illustrated Haley with paper
Waves spinnin' the Titanic, come take a float on
Silky like King the eight robe in lace frame
Restaurants with skeleton keys, it's big
groomed and elegant posture is real dapper
Status is gigantic, culture's
Meetings in the Vatican, scotch with the Muscle Milk
go to Ason, the dynasty Mr. Russell built
Feed me royal shottas Glocks, clean 'em with 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 Tang I bang
Grizzly the big bank, it's 5 stars, y'all, when I call rank

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

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

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

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