Luyện nghe bài hát Mesmerize

[Intro: (RZA)]
out in an exclusive

(This is a Wu-Tang International premiere, bodododododo)
Oh my God, I think I'm a havin' a rap

Go ahead and call me suburban of the chick

Though you know shit about me
refugee, twelve'll automatically
Shit is funny, the way you think I'm on ya
Seein' mathematics, you I'm makin' stacks, son
After I eat, the release hit, the more to feed
Back in Ave., my gift to Gap

No shame in CREAM, but it ain't what it seems
And now I know how hate when niggas make the greens, nawhatimean?
See ya eyes and envy Allah in Sweden
Britain Bahamans beemin' on my achievements, schemin'
And turbans, try to cause
And my essence, can't none of that shit touch my

Niggas all bling, bling, know how to handle the thing
It's not how much ya earn, it's how you spend
And I choose life, before any God damn
Steppin' on some Satan shit, but I only fear

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You on some negative vibes
Negative lies, the style only makes me
To the top, mind states it and makes me

keep a step ahead and mesmurize

Growin' up I feel like an old soul trapped in a child's
Mad on my brain but I kept most inside of me
For sure, was a type and inside a drawer
Peeps tried to lock me out like, yeah, fun, it's for
Straight outta war, couldn't ignore, I was seein'

Quicker human being, part of Fam, by RZA, one kill him
Couldn't him, period, had to get articulate
To express the mess, pen and and got blessed
Unless, I make my straight, when I came, I ate
I be on some other shit, on the news page

A heart filled wit rage, feel the pain after
Converted shit to positive things, I on stage

Now they wanna on my shine, hate on my kind
I know it's envy kid, I feel in my spine
Ain't nothing ya'll can say or do, to make me change my of view
You better change ya or I'mma get this bitch, son

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RZA (Feven)]
This is a International world premiere
(Oh my God, I think I'm a rap attack)

My tiger, gotta go hard, but still a fighter
I'm tighter, the son got problems the facts
Survivor, ya'll can keep yappin' on the

I'm killin' tracks, do ya own things, pick up ya
Matter of fact, if is for ya'll to keep in mind

And ya on lead, whether ya hit this bleed
RZA ger dig kta grejer (RZA gives you the stuff)

If you ain't through shit, how can ya know shit?
If you talk shit, if ya get ya bones split
I been bitin' my tongue, every time I heard
But now it's on, and keep in mind I'm from

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