Luyện nghe bài hát Second Coming

God damn man these station be buggin'
Man it's o'clock in the mornin, damn
This hip-hop shit just
we got to slow this shit down man, you know what I mean?

Fiends never waiting in the hill
ran one step ahead
But the jiggy was always

Upon the pavement
There was death, enslavement of the
Single mothers are filled with

As I lay there with my
We would look, the window and cry
Then in the sky

Between the new world
We were blessed and Wu-Tang the ear
With the of a train
(Lord is here)

False MCs are
In the dark, all the weak
Are down
God released the tape out, May

And I don't think the can take it
'Cause it took so to make it
And the hip-hop never be the same

Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang,

the project pavement
There was death, of the mind
mothers are filled with stress

Between the new world
We blessed and Wu-Tang fills the air
With the knowledge that God

As I lay there with my
We look, from the window, and cry
Then the sign appears, in the sky

Billboards melting
In the dark, all the MCs
Are going
God released the tape of, pain

And I don't the world can take it
'Cause it took so to make it
And the hip-hop game'll be the same

And I don't the world can take it
it took so long to make it
And the hip-hop game'll be the same

Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang,