Luyện nghe bài hát Radioactive (Four Assassins)

"You will be
(Wu-Tang style)
For all your evil
(Wu-Tang style)
Be warned, you will
(Wu-Tang style)
Justice"
(Wu-Tang style)

Slept on hazardous enterprise
Hit from the back, from a long range attack in
Week became months
Those who were holdin' it down they hold a

Do we delay the conflict and prolong the
Got a mass of starvin' wanna eat supper
corruptions lead to abductions
Creatin' wider circles of

So we attack, with the pen and in
From the to the fascinating
Quick to slay a narrow minded nigga hasty to give credit
Full of hostile overtones mixed wack edits

They heavily defended
But bodies rot behind punctured steels
When I greeted you, you didn't hear a piece of my
Or that water was my of choice

Forensic couldn't it, it was nine tons of steel pellet
Powerful projection, noise is
Carrier groups, that's threatening
Higher level

Plus the in hand
Known as 'Alarming', ring loud
In the crucial manner
But style

Wu-Tang style, style

Yeah, aiyyo again, all blunts again
Yo the real silent, any type of violence, I'm in
Allah's most, innovative raps
brought wealth through, shot out the belch too

We holdin', automatic semis with sick
Run up, body niggaz, break down niggaz
Styles so sharp, of the art
Greater the mark, flyest creator sprayed darts

like water, "Apocalypse Now"
Gun out blaow, wow the shit's wild when you us
Runnin' parkin' lots, don't get caught
Let off, bark your shots, we outta here, off the

It ain't all to the good, muh'fuckers hatin' in the
Gotta a wolves waitin' in the woods
For the forthcomin'
I you in the game a court summons

And fugitives of rap caught runnin', get locked up
Everything was wack we popped up
And got it on and poppin' like Redenbacher
Patnah, you got no wins in Mi Casa

Wu-Tang got ya, like ghetto got a Tasha
Request lines are now open, you see MC's chokin'
And thinkin', "What's that they be smokin'?"
I'm so focused, simple halitosis
Keep my shit funky when I this braggadocious

Y'all niggaz got fuckin' nerve
To critic what I write, that's my muh'fuckin'
Blah blah, like N'Sync
Kiss that ass "Bye bye bye" know what I'm sayin'? I ain't

Many shall come, few to stay exact
after track I'm fightin' for survival
Before me I see hills and mountains they
The word's gotta move and the crowd's like the

I walk water holdin' suspended with the vocal
What's the total that came to see the gods?
I thought talent, construct my best poetry
Potentcy, high-level

Side effect may cause a tec to eject, places
All ages to cages, split faces
Shoutin' nuff love to the peeps Miami
We from Pulaski and spread glassy

Wu-Tang style, sytle
sytle, Wu-Tang sytle
Wu-Tang sytle, Wu-Tang
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