Luyện nghe bài hát N.Y.C. Everything

[RZA/Bobby
Yo, yo, yo
From the heart of Medina to the head of Fort
I see Everything
Niggas who sling, Shaolin throw inside a bing
Bobby got the golden seal sting
Rhyme star, I write a hundred dollar bar
My pinstripe comma your power bar
Dr. Octopus tentacles, same as different
Bob instrumental, nothing's indentitcal
You biter, non-writer, Mr. Potato or Ida
crinkle cut, one nickel cup fucked your whole LP up
You must be stupid you
I'm the purifier, live wire, hip-hop
A suicide mission you're committin, go the Wu-Tang henchmen
Perfect precision marksman, darts an, flip charts 'an
Archery, shots aimed at your heart
Daffy Duckest still +Bring Da Motherfuckin Ruckus+
Killa Hill be the buckest
Smoke blunts drink Bud Light wit Buzz Lightyear
Wet from to infinity for them white hair
Bobby Digital, overthrow whole citadel
pitiful, your whole shrap stack is dispicable
Undernourished, your cannot flourish
Cherish moment of his love before you perish
Bitch, chicka chich, watch me switch
Lookin for a bird, I can hitch, your atmosphere
your pussy out like a pap smear
Make you smile, at the same time crack a
Smack ya rear, vagina saliva, wear, rough rider
Up ya, dick applehead, opens up your clit wider
Taste the apple cider, you become strong, become a ?prider?
(Bobby Bobby, Digi Digi Digi)
Stuck to your ass a Victoria's Secret wedgie
Heart of Medina to the head of Fort
Now-Y-C/Now I see
Niggas who sling, Shaolin cats thrown the bing
Bobby got the killa bee sting
From the heart of to the head of Fort Green
Everything, niggas who sling
Shaolin cats is thrown inside the
Bobby Digital got the bee sting

[Method
Drink a Heineken, as we go inside the mind
men droppin gem, can he shine again
Most definate, let this be my last willing
For the pesimist, for the Exorcist
Johnny Treacherous, like Three, I'm to be
Perpetuous, desimate the poetry 'cause is close to me
The lectorous, Jonathon, king of the seven seas, battle wit
The Methodist, poly to deficit, hit it up
If I can't live it up somebody gotta it up
John J., blow em out the water adopt the
bitch look like Stronjay, look at me the wrong way
Burn one and sautee, bringin you ways to sword play
bustin Bullets Over Broadway, Deep Cover
I'm like when the Fish-burn, I burn rubber
I'm not an easy lover
To the midnight, naked wit a knife
Ask my alien likes, I've been crazy all my
Hardtime homicide, flys, do or die
Crooked ass and crooked eye, from the darkside
Johnny 5, I reside, in the bee hive,
only the strong gon'
From the depths of the killa to the top, now born
Wildin on Island be the poet John John
forget Bobby, if I did I'd feel gyp
Like my sandwich ain't a sandwich without Whip
From the depths of the to the top, we're now born
Wildin on Staten be the poet John John
forget Digi, if I did I'd feel gyp
Like my sandwich ain't a without Miracle Whip