Luyện nghe bài hát Legend of the Liquid Sword

Who won the role, based on a nationwide poll?
For the grip told and rap scrolls
Perfect pitch for that's built within
Where half the rap ink hold my pen
Meanin' MC's came, to live out the name
They signed the documents with the, blood of the
Far removed this hip hop life, off course
But the confidence and resilience was lost

In the think thank and research lab, I laid
work rule my life but it never broke my back
Destiny shake from the events to come
From the father and the contents of the sun
A solid figure with a verse that glitters
Until the platinum beat comes increasingly

They joined in a likely alliance with the
Schemin' unsuccessful in a zealous quest
We all see, with a of certainty
Who the fake, cowardly cats behind the be
hunt, for the skin, flesh, the blood, and bones
In front, want to impress with studded

Now who's the man who you the legend of the liquid swords?
Rap critics say you're sick with yours'
4th chamber and the too
That be the GZA from Wu
And if you don't
the piroclastic flow
Hotter than the spark made it blow
You recognize, recognize

Why U-N-I-verse run clock works forever?
pulled together, sudden change in the weather
The nature and the scale of don't make sense
A storm with no warnin' drawn in, environments
Gravity that's gone mad, of dust and debris
Moving at colossal speeds, crush an MC

Since this rap region is packed with stars
mirror in the telescope, noticed the Czar
From far away, they blink as the lightnin'
Great of space between precise globes
That travel in a circle of
Like the tape in cassette recorder
Filled cult for slaughter
Meaning the contracts manifestly

The hitman for hire, weapon in his hand he
In spite of the appearance he laid a clearance
On his target through a crowded no interference
The microphone left on the without a serial
Evidence consistent with material
Surprisingly, as we marched with great size and degree
it spread widely

Now who's the man who brought you the legend of the liquid
Rap critics say you're sick with yours'
4th and the shadowboxin' too
nigga be the GZA from Wu
And if you don't
About the piroclastic
Hotter than the that made it blow
You recognize, recognize

Yeah, yeah, GZA,