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
that front we don't have em
So we blast em, alright, OK

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

My rhyme gross weight vehicle
Was too for the Chevy's is chased out the station
Double-edged was the that beheaded it
Gassed up, fuckin with regular unleaded shit
Heads roll on hillsides behind ropes
Bind-in, X marks the on the scope
Heavily armed military is necessary, a gamble
MC's bet best at every
Powerful parable might harm
If tampered with, set off and strike like bombs
to the Duel of the Iron Mic
Look out for fatal flying spikes, of massive
Sleep-holds, put strangle on angle
Microphone tangled from 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 raise hands
But only your hands if you're sure
Punk niggas shatter a glass jaw, break it

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

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

My preliminary attack keep cemetaries
Of niggas who it ain't like that
are gunned down like being run down with mad trucks
Them God struck, religious call it bad luck
Rap celeb, you got up in the web
Now bees are stingin, yo that niggas
I'm just swingin swords strictly based on
Unbalanced like elephants and ants on
I throw raps that attack like the Japs on Harbor
MC's be out like bank
the scene, to be a sole survivor
DJ the getaway
to dip but he dive I socialize on vocal vibes
On tracks up with razor sharp knives
Criminal minded rappers find it
to define it, when narrow is the gate
For fat tapes and then played out and out of
Then I construct my on site to renovate
And from point, the God made a statement
Draftin tracements, in basements
Materials in sheet-rock, to sound the beat box
And microscopic optics received through the
Obnoxious topic, labels, flavor tropical
Punchlines, that's
Ring like shots from Glocks that attract
Around the clubs and try to shut down the
But we only if everything is peace
Father U C the police

Well if you livin in the world
You be hearing the that the Wu-Tang say
Niggas that front we have em
So we em, alright, well OK

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