Luyện nghe bài hát Living in The World Today

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

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

My gross weight vehicle combination
Was too for the Chevy's is chased out the station
was the guillotine that beheaded it
Gassed up, fuckin with some regular shit
Heads roll on behind ropes that
Bind-in, X the spot on the scope
armed military is necessary, it's a gamble
MC's bet best at every
Powerful parable might harm
If tampered with, set off and strike like bombs
Flashbacks to the Duel of the Mic
Look out for fatal flying spikes, of massive
Sleep-holds, put strangle on angle
Microphone cords tangled being Star Spangled
Now who ever say they heard of this?
My motherfuckin style is mad

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

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

what you know about MCin?
Yo, I a lot
can you demonstrate somethin nigga?
Huh, I'd not
I'm bout stacks cousin
Nigga that's I got
Cash the world
Cash Rules the spot

My preliminary attack keep packed
Of niggas who think it like that
MC's are gunned down like being run with mad trucks
Them God struck, religious niggas it bad luck
Rap celeb, you got up in the web
Now are stingin, yo that niggas em-singin
I'm swingin swords strictly based on keyboards
Unbalanced like and ants on see-saws
I throw raps that attack like the Japs on Pearl
MC's be out like bank
Fleeing the scene, to be a survivor
DJ the driver
Tried to dip but he dive I socialize on vibes
On stabbed up with razor sharp knives
subliminal minded rappers find it
Hard to define it, narrow is the gate
For fat tapes and then out and out of date
I construct my thoughts on site to renovate
And from that point, the God made a
Draftin tracements, in basements
in sheet-rock, to sound proof the beat box
And microscopic received through the boxes
topic, major labels, flavor tropical
Punchlines, that's
Ring like from Glocks that attract cops
Around the and try to shut down the hip-hop
But we only if everything is peace
Father U C the police

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

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