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 through shades
My grenades raid the airwaves, catch this rap
I glide like, crafts on the Everglades

Boom master, the faster blade, track slasher
Manufacture to microphones, bones fracture
Limited edition spark friction
Non-fiction, the calm keep your arm distant

Zero tolerance, dominant
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 the tri-state and vibrate beyond the Richter
Flies to flock when they spot this live nigga
The crowd seducer black your third eye I lose ya
Verbal high I leave in the eyes of Medusa

Top ten, parley like Cochran, often
Narrow margin, of your to dodge the marksman
rap, kill you soft like Roberta Flack
Words attack a British bulldog, observe the stacks