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, my rap style swing like Willie Mays
My eyes Purple Haze, my solar razor burn shades
My raid the airwaves, catch this 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 bomb keep arm distant

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

I circulate the 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 stars in the eyes of

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