Luyện nghe bài hát Reunited

It's Wu motherfuckers, ah motherfuckers

Reunited, LP, world excited
Struck a match to the underground, industry
From metaphorical parables to fertilize the
Wicked niggas come, try to the turf
Scattin' off soft-ass them niggas rap happily
Tragically, style, deter-iate, rapidly
Uncompleted missions, throwin' your best known
You couldn't add it up, if you mastered
I come from, gettin' visual is habitual
De-mon-strate walkin' on hot coal, in
I splash the on the wall, it formed the mural
He took a look, saw the manifestation of it, was
Rhymin' while impaired, hit your garment
Pierced internal, streamlined compartments
consider the unparallel advantage
Of a natural disaster that's to manage

Bitch ass niggaz the funk
I smoke the feet of the skunk, top of the trunk
drunken monk, Ya head, get shrunk
The touch of skunk, I be bitches by the chunk
My name black, do words wanna play in my
Bitch stop my momma serve, free from the church
I like a thousand doves
Bitch you quiet at the bus, makin' the fuss, I tough love
the news, watch a nigga transfuse
Dirty add to the fuse, heavy at the
I don't walk, I get
Gold and platinum frisbee's on my wall, lookin'
But come-ly, I U.F.O. you Brothers
The Indian that sold to the white man
My grandfather, step up and get knocked right the out
Come to the cook-out, Dirty at the mouth
You scared? Run like a plane about to crash

Wu-Tang
motherfuckers
Yeah, and RZA

Yo, yo, The Riddler, funny bone tickler, freak
Bigger dick sex enigma pistol fertilize stigma
Stink box, from pink dot
MC's get stuck on ink blots as I to the sink box
Wu-Tang Incorp. your brain on spacewalk
Talk strange like B-jork, great hero Jim
How can I put it? Life is like footage
to edit, directors, that never understood it
I'm too impulsive, my deadly dosage
Attack when you least notice through postage
I don't play, the rap saute for the day
Ruler A, Leg Leg Arm Head
Spread like plague, we drink by the jig
I got the egg plus the goose
Eighty proof, Absolut, with cranberry fruit juice
Ginseng boost, I got yo' neck in a
Keep my money wrinkled, the rap star twinkle instinct
Sixteen bar nickle sell more copies than
Grow a fetus with no hands and feet to complete us
And we like Jesus, when the whole world need us

Is it appetite for
Slap a murder rap on production, I touch somethin' trust nothin'
Lung, Twisted Metal
I see em duckin' my dart gun, bustin', from angle
total carnage, the sickest flow
That be code named Agent Orange, killin' you
It's only right you pay
To those that's bout to blow like that shit up nose, solid
As a rock I strike target, verbal
Be screamin' on you a drill sergeant, her-bals
Got me where I wanna be right now, don't the time
Check the on your sundial, watch me shine
Drunk off of wine
Each line be on point I speak mine
On behalf of my crew, Su, the Wu
Thirty-Six more Chambers, to take you through

Wu motherfuckers, Wu-Tang motherfuckers