Luyện nghe bài hát Second Coming

God damn man these radio be buggin'
Man three o'clock in the mornin, damn
This hip-hop just keep
Damn we got to slow this shit down man, you know what I

Fiends were never in the hill
They ran one step
But the was always there

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

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

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

MCs are melting
In the dark, all the LP's
Are going
God released the tape out, May

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

Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang,

Upon the project
was death, enslavement of the mind
Single mothers are filled stress

the new world ages
We were blessed and fills the air
the knowledge that God posses

As I lay with my baby
We would look, the window, and cry
Then the Wu-Tang appears, in the sky

started melting
In the dark, all the MCs
Are down
God the tape of, Earthly pain

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

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

Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang,