Luyện nghe bài hát N.Y.C. Everything

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

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