Luyện nghe bài hát Serving Justice

Chorus: p.r. (9th prince)

Yo yo, y'all niggas rubbish, we wu-tang publish
(y'all try to dub this the gods serving justice)
Yall niggas talk rubbish, we wu-tang
(y'all niggas try to dub
The gods justice, with ruckus
Killarmy, we put the mic on the crutches)

[p.r.
Apocalypse at my tips
Sense ya tight grip a clip
Fill with engraved of lyrical nondescripts
On my hitlist, terrorist tartest, I never
Strike a bullseye, say and ball my fist

sin]
Yo I could da livest shit
Hang-gliding off the side of a
western bitch been known
To on my dick
Roll a spliff the of dynamite sticks
Sideswipe you and the mic
Strike you you yodle or ya name miss
Make ya brain shift like earthquake in vegas
North flake kicks, guaranteed dat ass a free face
Crack ya jaw in different places
you speechless

[p.r.
Speak with a
Lyrics of force'll skip ya
your track, bring ya shit back
Then ya piss
Thoughts of suicide, razor blade against ya wrist
bangin' off da walls of ya drums
You can't
Sudden impact, yeah
Shine shalack
Flashdance on 4th tracks,
They off the rack
The like one in a million
Puerto rican bizillion
wise men making a killing
In this rapworld, shattering niggas glass buildings
When my blow, you crabs move slow
Murder you dolo, take ya off
Riding a horse like playing

[killa
I flow than skolettos
Used to to let go
Now my darts echo for
And travel rapidly like metro
Clap happy, rap cat get at me, wit ya
See half of them is petro, or
fat ass is in the sex so
Ya buttersoft, sweet talking, sweet
Niggas get ya neck broke for
See I aim kid and my a missing in action
back when niggas start clapping
Make it

p.r. terrorist (9th prince)

Yall niggas rubbish, we wu-tang publish
(y'all try to dub this the gods serving justice)
Yo, niggas talk rubbish, we wu-tang publish
(y'all niggas try to dub
The gods serving justice, ruckus
Killarmy, we put the mic on the crutches)

[9th
I use for target practice
This year I plan to fuck the baddest
On my waterbed wu
I'm from the of shabazz, your alpine endurance
Rhyme insurance, was by the thief of bagdad
It's the world's greatest
Whose elbows is made of steel like tito
The god's voicebox with high frequencies,
and antennas, prince saddam is
Shaolin's highlander, with evander stamina
I'll punch a hole in ya stomach, snatch out ya
Wrap ya in a plastic bag, and tell my fans
My new is "dead man floating in a river"
My kodak thoughts, dark, clear visions
Like lenses
I rose with the illest, ya fingers
You
I'll still murder your ass, influence
Of insanity
Rza and 4th disciple tracks, me wanna grab an axe
saddam's a lyrical lumberjack
A brawler, nighttime stalker, creepy crawler
a sawed-off shottie, rock the party,
Go stick up the

Chorus: p.r. (9th prince)

Yo yo, niggas talk rubbish, we wu-tang publish
(y'all niggas try to dub this the gods justice)
Yall niggas talk rubbish, we publish
(y'all niggas try to dub
The gods serving justice, ruckus
Killarmy, we put the mic on the crutches)