Luyện nghe bài hát Mesmerize

[Intro: (RZA)]
Stressed out in an

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

Go ahead and me suburban slums of the chick

Though you don't know shit me
Black refugee, twelve'll
is funny, the way you think I'm on ya money
Seein' mathematics, you I'm makin' stacks, son
After I eat, the hit, the more mouthes to feed
in Ave., countin' my gift to Gap

No shame in holdin' CREAM, but it ain't it seems
And now I know how ya'll hate when niggas the greens, nawhatimean?
See ya bleedin' and envy Allah in Sweden
Britain Bahamans hatin' on my achievements, schemin'
And turbans, try to turbulence
And my essence, can't none of that touch my maintenance

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

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You on hostile negative vibes
Negative lies, the style makes me rise
To the top, states it and makes me wise

I'ma keep a ahead and mesmurize

Growin' up I feel like an old soul trapped in a child's
Mad strain on my but I kept most inside of me
For sure, was a quiet type and inside a
Peeps to lock me out like, yeah, fun, it's for more
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 my path straight, when I came, I ate
I be on other shit, on the news front page

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

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

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RZA (Feven)]
This is a Wu-Tang world premiere
(Oh my God, I I'm havin' a rap attack)

My crouching tiger, go hard, but still a fighter
I'm tighter, the son got facin' the facts
Survivor, ya'll can keep on the cypher

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

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

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

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