Luyện nghe bài hát Serving Justice

Chorus: p.r. (9th prince)

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

[p.r.
at my finter tips
Sense ya tight grip a clip
Fill with initials of lyrical nondescripts
On my hitlist, terrorist tartest, I miss
Strike a bullseye, say and ball my fist

sin]
Yo I pull da livest shit
Hang-gliding off the of a cliff
western bitch been known
To chokehold on my
Roll a the size of dynamite sticks
Sideswipe you and the mic
Strike you till you or ya name miss
Make ya brain shift like earthquake plates in
flake kicks, guaranteed dat ass a free face lift
Crack ya jaw in three places
you speechless

[p.r.
Speak with a
of force'll skip ya disk
Shuffle track, bring ya shit back
Then ya piss
Thoughts of suicide, razor blade against ya wrist
Vocals bangin' off da walls of ya
You resist
Sudden impact, yeah
Shine like
Flashdance on 4th tracks,
They off the rack
The like one in a million
Puerto quarter bizillion
Seven wise men a killing
In this rapworld, shattering niggas glass buildings
When my wind blow, you crabs slow
you dolo, take ya heads off
Riding a like playing polo

[killa
I flow faster than
Used to to let go
Now my darts echo for
And travel north rapidly 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, walking
Niggas get ya neck for asking
See I aim kid and my a stay missing in
Fire back when start clapping
Make it

p.r. terrorist (9th prince)

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

prince]
I use niggas for target
This year I plan to fuck the baddest
On my wu mattress
I'm from the tribe of shabazz, your endurance
Rhyme insurance, was stolen by the thief of
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 holyfield stamina
I'll punch a hole in ya stomach, snatch out ya
Wrap ya body in a plastic bag, and my fans
My new dance is "dead man in a river"
My kodak thoughts, picture dark, visions
transition lenses
I rose with the illest, cross ya
You
I'll murder your ass, with influence
Of insanity
Rza and 4th disciple tracks, me wanna grab an axe
Prince saddam's a lyrical
A broken brawler, nighttime stalker, creepy
With a sawed-off shottie, the party,
Go stick up the

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