Luyện nghe bài hát Serving Justice

Chorus: p.r. (9th prince)

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

[p.r.
at my finter tips
Sense ya tight exit a clip
Fill engraved initials of lyrical nondescripts
On my hitlist, tartest, I never miss
a bullseye, say bonzai and ball my fist

[killa
Yo I could pull da livest
Hang-gliding off the of a cliff
western bitch been known
To chokehold on my
Roll a the size of dynamite sticks
you and the mic boot
Strike you till you or ya name miss
ya brain shift like earthquake plates in vegas
North flake kicks, guaranteed dat ass a free face
Crack ya jaw in three places
Leave you

[p.r.
Speak a lisp
of force'll skip ya disk
Shuffle your track, bring ya shit
Then make ya
Thoughts of suicide, razor pressed against ya wrist
Vocals bangin' off da of ya drums
You resist
Sudden impact, yeah
like shalack
Flashdance on 4th tracks,
They off the meat
The like one in a million
Puerto rican bizillion
Seven wise men making a
In this rapworld, shattering niggas like glass
When my wind blow, you crabs slow
Murder you dolo, ya heads off
Riding a like playing polo

sin]
I faster than skolettos
to hesitate to let go
Now my echo for blocks
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 stay in action
Fire back when niggas clapping
Make it

Chorus: p.r. (9th prince)

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

prince]
I use niggas for practice
This year I plan to fuck the baddest
On my waterbed wu
I'm the tribe of shabazz, your alpine endurance
insurance, was stolen by the thief of bagdad
It's the greatest soundscanner
Whose elbows is made of like tito santana
The god's connects with high frequencies,
Satellites and antennas, saddam is
Shaolin's highlander, evander holyfield stamina
I'll punch a hole in ya stomach, out ya liver
ya body in a plastic bag, and tell my fans
My new dance is "dead man in a river"
My thoughts, picture dark, clear visions
transition lenses
I rose with the illest, ya fingers
You
still murder your ass, with influence
Of insanity
Rza and 4th tracks, make me wanna grab an axe
Prince saddam's a lyrical
A brawler, nighttime stalker, creepy crawler
With a sawed-off shottie, the party,
Go up the lobby

Chorus: p.r. (9th prince)

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