Luyện nghe bài hát Perverted Monks

Perverted style
'99 Style, know what I'm
at cha, this how we do

Paraplegic, my fightin too strategic
No shadows on my kicks too much Chi
To be specific, I'm comin with jiu-jitsu
Bone crushin bone breakin as I get
styles, with the speed of a cheetah
Hit your pressure with light skills, I be
The blaster, Palms is elemental
Combinations damagin nations in the
Cerebral cortex is
You'll die ten times if you try to me
Taoist master, style disaster
Studied on the cliffs of readin scrolls
Holdin it down, shirt chigung
Apprentice in the temple Guang Jung Nim
I through torture deadly styles I'm the author
Ingested metals, yeah they me supernova
spinnin kicks, side kicks, and hook kicks
They much iller, so you must be Masta Killa

Afu, change my style, change the weather
It's Afu, change your mind, just too
It's Afu, all the weak I sever
Combinin two on the mic with Masta Killa

Afu, change my style, change the weather
It's Afu, change your mind, too clever
It's Afu, all the weak styles I
Combinin two on the mic with Masta Killa

The great have searched for the righteous data
To and prove and master the separation of matter
And seein through death, loose conscious of self
Shed a shell keep it factor
Sword it to the temple, mental state
Danger chamber, eighth yang slang,
Train private soldiers in this rap
Like that Shanghai chinky eyed chick from
Wang Chung from Lafayette, Stuyversant and X
Fifty Seven Park, it might spark, the heart
One blood cell, Masta Kill
dark he goes, bust gone, trust none, touch one
Young chun, prodigal son, Killa Bees
Home grown, flown from over seas, city siege
Ya eyes bleed, the weed got 'em red
Like spinnin kicks to the head, he dead

It's Afu, change my style, the weather
It's Afu, change your mind, just too
Afu, all the weak styles I sever
Combinin two styles on the mic with Killa

It's Afu, change my style, change the
It's Afu, change mind, just too clever
Afu, all the weak styles I sever
Combinin two styles on the mic with Killa