Luyện nghe bài hát Living In The World Today

Yo, it out son
Yo, live in the to be
You got the G
G to the A M C
Givin a mad shout out to the Ranch from the old school
And we gonna take y'all back, knowhat
Lyrical right here, the fathers, the cream of the crop son

Well, if you in the world today
You be hearin' the slang that the say
Niggaz front we don't handle 'em
So we 'em, alright, well okay

Well, if you like the way it sound clap man
And if the women love it too well raise your hands
But only raise your if you're sure
Punk niggaz 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 that it
Gassed up, fuckin' with regular unleaded shit

Heads roll on hillsides ropes that
Bind-in, X the spot on the scope
armed military is necessary, it's a gamble
MC's bet they best at

parable ditties might harm
If tampered with, set off and like pipe bombs
Flashbacks to the Duel of the Mic
Look out for fatal flying spikes, of massive

Sleep-holds, put on commercial angle
cords tangled from being Star Spangled
Now who could ever say heard of this?
My style is mad murderous

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

Well, if you in the world today
You be hearin' the slang that the say
Niggaz that front we handle 'em
So we blast 'em, alright, well

Well, what you know about
Yo, I a lot
Well, can you demonstrate somethin'
Huh, I'd not

I'm talkin' stacks cousin
that's what I got
Cash the world
Well, Rules the spot

My preliminary attack keep packed
Of niggaz who think it ain't that
MC's are gunned down like being run down mad trucks
Them God struck, religious niggaz call it bad

Rap celeb, you got up in the web
Now bees are stingin', yo that 'em singin'
I'm just swords strictly based on keyboards
Unbalanced elephants and ants on see-saws

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 driver

Tried to dip but he I socialize on vocal vibes
On tracks stabbed up razor sharp knives
Criminal subliminal rappers find it
Hard to define it, when narrow is the

For fat tapes and then out and out of date
Then I construct my thoughts on to renovate
And from that point, the God a statement
tracements, replacements in basements

Materials in sheet-rock, to sound proof the box
And microscopic optics received through the
Obnoxious topic, major labels, tropical
Punchlines, unstoppable

Ring like shots glocks that attract cops
Around the clubs and try to shut the hip-hop
But we only increase if everything is
U C King the police

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

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

If you in the world today
You be hearin' the that the Wu-Tang say
Niggaz that front we handle 'em
So we blast 'em, alright, well

The say
We handle 'em, alright, well okay
The today, the Wu-Tang say
Niggaz that front we don't 'em
So we blast 'em, alright, well