Luyện nghe bài hát Living in The World Today

Well if you in the world today
You be the slang 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 sound then man
And if the love it too well then raise your hands
But only raise your hands if sure
Punk shatter like a glass jaw, break it

My rhyme gross weight combination
Was too heavy for the is chased out the station
Double-edged was the guillotine beheaded it
Gassed up, fuckin with some regular unleaded
Heads roll on hillsides behind that
Bind-in, X the spot on the scope
Heavily armed military is necessary, it's a
MC's bet they at every
Powerful parable ditties might
If tampered with, set off and strike like pipe
Flashbacks to the Duel of the Mic
Look out for these flying spikes, of massive
Sleep-holds, put on commercial angle
Microphone cords tangled from being Spangled
Now who could ever say they of this?
My motherfuckin style is mad

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

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

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

My preliminary attack cemetaries packed
Of who think it ain't 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 bees are stingin, yo niggas em-singin
I'm just swingin swords strictly on keyboards
Unbalanced elephants and ants on see-saws
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 stabbed up with razor sharp knives
Criminal subliminal minded find it
to define it, when narrow is the gate
For fat tapes and then played out and out of
Then I construct my thoughts on to renovate
And from point, the God made a statement
Draftin tracements, replacements in
Materials in sheet-rock, to sound the beat box
And optics received through the boxes
Obnoxious topic, labels, flavor tropical
Punchlines, unstoppable
Ring like shots from that attract cops
Around the clubs and try to down the hip-hop
But we only if everything is peace
U C King 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 blast em, alright, OK

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