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 style swing like Mays
My eyes Purple Haze, my solar burn through shades
My raid the airwaves, catch this rap page
I like, hover crafts on the Everglades

Boom master, with the blade, track slasher
Manufacture to microphones, bones fracture
Limited edition composition friction
Non-fiction, the calm bomb your arm distant

Zero tolerance, intelligence
Wu original, colors step from the melanin
The most high, try, to get close by
And I, but choke, with they hopes up high

I circulate the and vibrate beyond the Richter
sense to flock when they spot this live nigga
The crowd seducer black third eye before I lose ya
high I leave stars in the eyes of Medusa

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