Luyện nghe bài hát High Price, Small Reward

I wiped the off wit the dust cloth
'Fore I off
What's the cause? Life loss, high to pay
For a reward
for that Bush wick and Horsely broad

I provided the jump cables through to boost the
on the drama unfolding in a track
I don't back, I spare no one
Swords swing Shogun, now who want it?
You see the truth act upon it

Or the fire's fore view
Ain't a MC that I hit can pull
That are like kid, flashin' plastic tools
of the most-year dynastic rule
stupid!

Without a doubt, it's in the heart where the best darts written
Sittin' at the window of the grand old
Youths thirst for knowledge, I teach but hold
'Cuz some savage are lost beyond reach

Broken breed seeds of no guidance
to wonder the streets and experiment wit devilish men
Violent, felon offenders, folders
bomb holders let 'em off and explode

The haunting the daunting
Wu-Tang dance deadly six pence
Spiral rifle, pointed, elastic noose
head wrapped stifle, survival

Tribal, title secret
'Archual' subliminal message
niggas holdin' on labels
Mic

Capable of slowin' down jets on
Fuckin' you straight through
Justice, wit of the critical penital
Some long overdue, now served by the chiefs on

Drummer bills is the street prophecies
Better chill, to the invited
Bang for the 'phones, live niggas on they way
poems from clones, we got it sewn