Luyện nghe bài hát For Heavens Sake

Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang,
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang,
Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu

Yo, aiyyo my rap swing like Willie Mays
My eyes Purple Haze, my solar razor burn shades
My grenades raid the airwaves, this rap page
I glide like, crafts on the Everglades

Boom master, with the blade, track slasher
Manufacture poems to microphones, fracture
Limited edition spark friction
Non-fiction, the bomb keep your arm distant

tolerance, dominant intelligence
Wu original, true colors step from the
The most high, most try, to get by
And overthrow I, but choke, with they up high

I circulate the tri-state and beyond the Richter
Flies sense to flock they spot this live nigga
The crowd seducer black your third eye before I ya
high I leave stars in the eyes of Medusa

Top ten, like Cochran, it's often
Narrow margin, of odds to dodge the marksman
Murder rap, kill you soft Roberta Flack
Words attack a British bulldog, observe the stacks