Luyện nghe bài hát Hip Hop Fury

You chump crabs get crumbled up like crack rock
wit the Wu we bustin' ya whole snot box
Throw ya right ear to ya up in a zip lock
Spazzola to ya form of hip hop

Here's to advertise, promote it keep the fan satisfied
data for the disc drive, ghetto citywide
Leave 'em paralyzed, they stolen word I provide
Without no clearance, I nurture this track like Amish

Got requests from retail stores, for my
First we target it, then they it, to kill ya artist wit
The hungry shark, contra hit, whoevers shit
Got as many rap soldiers, for how much this record

Fuck them niggaz you record with, I make forfeit
Send a rap in Fed Ex into ya office, son we build and deliver
Came to with the Gza
[Incomprehensible] the chorus the Rza, the real album spitta

Me and my team be holding congress meetings
Audio video treatments internationally speaking
Got managers to shop you, ready to drop you
It's the coming of the hip hop Christ

Pop you, try the BDS and ya sound from war fans
Ya whole cant take on, one Sun of Man
Get ya street team, get ya sickest out, put ya up
Boost ya bucket up, still Razah fuck it up

You crunchy chump crabs get crumbled up like crack
Fuck wit the Wu we bustin' ya snot box
Throw ya right ear to ya up in a zip lock
to ya fury form of hip hop

Industrialize change soon as ya get in
Throw 'em on a auction block, CEO's
Highest price paid, for wack rhymes made
It's over rated, cut off, reinstated

I be and multiply with marvelous tales
the hungry MCs and be starving as hell
I the first verse and quenched a dry ass niggaz thirst
Who drank my wisdom up like water, till his stomach

Full tank, with the premium quality
Mickey mouse niggaz get caught on the
Ya Cottonelle kids Scottsdale cleanex
Looking Rockwell wearing V necks

Ya learn from this from this
Niggaz getting tossed and for this, burned for this
Extort from a thousands degrees of MCs
I melt ya niggaz to the size of fleas

The microphonus, the bonus, aiyo, we on this
House niggaz verse the
Ten to one, the one
Royal famous, the verbal

The gallery, million dollar pictures
from poor to riches, leanin' on doors
We move across the Brooklyn doing 60
Illegal driving, dusk to red dawn
The Gza, Genius, Wu we live long

True indeed, I hook tracks my seed
Persona, wack MCs do me
King Solomon the great, to evaporate the fake
you, you know your power U

Ya recognize the voice, it's that from the Wu
Every I spit gets mastered and promoted
Ya just been demoted, 'cause ya and sugar coated
Ya folded, ya style is stale and molded, so mold it

You chump crabs get crumbled up like crack rock
wit the Wu we bustin' ya whole snot box
Throw ya ear to ya bitch up in a zip lock
to ya fury form of hip hop