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 like this one time

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

threaded, one jaw have said it
By the blow, tornado blow, battleship
Wu will float, torpedo, you can't stay a-float
You sink to the of extincted animals

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

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

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

Pound drop your head to the
like you got no fuckin' manners
You be hammers, we be clutchin' banners
amateur challengers, we try to throw off balancers

Keep a 120 brain 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 eagle hemisphere
Deflect off medulla, exit off to the rear

MCin' is easier to me breathin'
And makin' beats to me is than bein'
Killin' is easier than seein'
I be geein' and fuck with the Wu-Tang is wildin'

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

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

Stumbled inside my lab drunk
Honey dipped, stinkin' blunts, like I ran over I skunk
Wiz poppin' junk, it must be time of the month
But it, I got to spit it

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

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

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

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

Innocent drive-bys, 85'ers shoot try to throw us
love us like babies, once they get to know us
Your floweress is against me

into my lab half drunk
Honey-dipped, stinkin' blunts, smellin' I ran over I skunk
Wiz junk, it must be that time of the month
But fuck that, I got to get a verse from my

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