Luyện nghe bài hát Living in The World Today

Well if you livin in the world
You be hearing the that the Wu-Tang say
Niggas that front we don't em
So we blast em, alright, OK

Well if you like the way it then clap man
And if the women it too well then raise your hands
But raise your hands if you're sure
Punk niggas shatter a glass jaw, break it

My gross weight vehicle combination
Was too heavy for the is chased out the station
Double-edged was the that beheaded it
Gassed up, fuckin with regular unleaded shit
Heads roll on hillsides ropes that
Bind-in, X marks the spot on the
armed military is necessary, it's a gamble
MC's bet they at every
parable ditties might harm
If with, set off and strike like pipe bombs
Flashbacks to the Duel of the Mic
Look out for these fatal flying spikes, of
Sleep-holds, put on commercial angle
Microphone cords from being Star Spangled
Now who could say they heard of this?
My motherfuckin is mad murderous

Well if you the way it sound then clap man
And if the women love it too well raise your hands
But only raise your hands if you're
Punk niggas like a glass jaw, break it

Well if you in the world today
You be hearing the slang that the say
that front we don't have em
So we em, alright, well OK

Well you know about MCin?
Yo, I a lot
Well can you demonstrate nigga?
Huh, I'd not
I'm talkin bout cousin
Nigga what I got
Cash the world
Well Cash the spot

My preliminary keep cemetaries packed
Of niggas who think it like that
MC's are gunned down like being run with mad trucks
God struck, religious niggas call it bad luck
Rap celeb, you got up in the web
Now bees are stingin, yo niggas em-singin
I'm just swords strictly based on keyboards
Unbalanced like elephants and ants on
I throw raps attack like the Japs on Pearl Harbor
be out like bank robbers
Fleeing the scene, to be a sole
DJ the getaway
to dip but he dive I socialize on vocal vibes
On tracks stabbed up with sharp knives
Criminal minded rappers find it
Hard to define it, when narrow is the
For fat and then played out and out of date
Then I my thoughts on site to renovate
And from point, the God made a statement
Draftin tracements, in basements
Materials in sheet-rock, to proof the beat box
And microscopic optics through the boxes
Obnoxious topic, major labels, flavor
Punchlines, that's
Ring like shots from Glocks that cops
Around the clubs and try to shut down the
But we only increase if is peace
Father U C the police

Well if you livin in the today
You be hearing the that the Wu-Tang say
that front we don't have em
So we em, alright, well OK

if you like the way it sound then clap man
And if the women love it too well then raise your
But only raise your hands if sure
Punk shatter like a glass jaw, break it