Luyện nghe bài hát Lab Drunk

Wu-Tang worldwide, Wu-Tang, Bobby Digital
Worldwide, word up, all y'all crab out there
Let me spark y'all this one time

Yo, I make your bones rattle with babbles
Chrome bowls, microphone arrows thrown
Like paddles to ya head, you'll be spread across the floor
And ain't headed for a bead of

Needle threaded, one jaw said it
By the fatal blow, tornado blow,
Wu boats float, torpedo, you can't stay a-float
You to the brink of extincted animals

While I bang on your to the buckle like bawdy animals
Steal stinger, Bee ten inches, sharper than picket fences
Quick to detect your intentions, if they're
Meditate, the house on the next dimension
My flow is cohesion, you'll be

Stumbled into my lab drunk
Honey dipped, stinkin' blunts, smellin' like I ran I skunk
Wiz junk, it must be that time of the month
But it, I got to spit this verse from my lung

inside my lab half drunk
Honey dipped, stinkin' blunts, like I ran over I skunk
Wiz poppin' junk, it must be that time of the
But fuck it, I got to this verse, yo

Pound drop head to the canvas
like you got no fuckin' manners
You be duckin hammers, we be banners
Touchin' challengers, we try to throw off balancers

Keep a 120 compounder inside the cannister
You compare to an atom of my hair
While my verbal shot be drillin' the cave of your ear
Ricochet to the ceilin', the desert eagle
Deflect off your medulla, exit off to the

MCin' is to me than breathin'
And makin' beats to me is easier than
Killin' vibes is easier than
I be geein' and fuck with the Clan is wildin'

Bitch, than a 1000 foot with broke steez
Plot by rocks, wildly ghost, still flyin' trees
My mind sees all of the unusual
Tell me, have you ever a sunshine breeze?

Stumbled into my lab half
Honey-dipped, stinkin' blunts, smellin' like I ran over I
Wiz poppin' junk, it be that time of the month
But fuck that, I got to get a verse my lung

Stumbled inside my lab half
dipped, stinkin' blunts, smellin' like I ran over I skunk
Wiz poppin' junk, it be that time of the month
But fuck it, I got to it

Yo, your floweress is against me
cowardices attack can master track alchemist raps
Rap Malcolm, my staims, silver, lex bullet 4
Millennium falcon, just to protect the Wu-Tang's sacred

Chased by Jake's planes, I state's police
We slay microphone foes, the of ro-beasts
Unpredictable pain is able
Razor blade ripple you, death blow will cripple you

1.9 level meter, son, you just skipped on my
Is here to rap camera classes, these bus passes
This system was symphonic, with no masses
Sound systems blast-es, rhyme was writin', well-casted

Strong as safari hunter, in black mongo
the dynamic mic cord and hung you
From a speaker, I tape your ear to the tweeter
My mental are more severe than your heater

Innocent drive-bys, 85'ers try to over throw us
They love us like babies, once they get to us
floweress is powerless against me

Stumbled into my lab drunk
Honey-dipped, stinkin' blunts, like I ran over I skunk
Wiz poppin' junk, it be that time of the month
But fuck that, I got to get a from my lung

Stumbled my lab half drunk
Honey-dipped, stinkin' blunts, smellin' like I ran I skunk
Wiz poppin' junk, it must be that time of the
But fuck that, I got to get the out my lung