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 grenades raid the airwaves, catch rap page
I like, hover crafts on the Everglades

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

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

I circulate the tri-state and vibrate beyond the
Flies sense to flock when they this live nigga
The seducer black your third eye before I lose ya
Verbal high I leave stars in the eyes of

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