Luyện nghe bài hát Crushed Egos

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

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

out, bear like the Russian
Octagon silk drawers frontin', while her head stuntin'
Mo' sanes the garage
Man the goats launchin' cards from Africa
Catch me in the lodge
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 anti-semetic rappers get no credit
Pathetic septic lines, styles not embedded
Wu-Tang slang bangs in your brain, is not genetic, prophetic
Unadulterated 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 ashes to dust to
These delivish MC's cannot fuck with us, Lord