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

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

[killa
Yo I could pull da livest
Hang-gliding off the side of a
western bitch been known
To chokehold on my
a spliff the size of dynamite sticks
Sideswipe you and the mic
you till you yodle or ya name miss
Make ya shift like earthquake plates in vegas
North kicks, guaranteed dat ass a free face lift
Crack ya jaw in three places
you speechless

[p.r.
Speak with a
Lyrics of force'll skip ya
Shuffle your track, bring ya shit
Then ya piss
Thoughts of suicide, razor pressed against ya wrist
Vocals bangin' off da of ya drums
You can't
impact, yeah jetblack
Shine shalack
Flashdance on 4th tracks,
They off the rack
The combinations's one in a million
Puerto quarter bizillion
Seven men making a killing
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

[killa
I faster than skolettos
Used to to let go
Now my darts for blocks
And travel north rapidly metro
Clap happy, rap cat get at me, wit ya
See of them is petro, or deadly
fat ass is in the sex so
Ya buttersoft, sweet talking, walking
get ya neck broke for asking
See I aim kid and my a stay missing in
Fire back when start clapping
it happen

Chorus: p.r. (9th prince)

Yall talk rubbish, we wu-tang publish
(y'all niggas try to dub this the serving justice)
Yo, y'all niggas talk rubbish, we wu-tang
(y'all try to dub this
The gods justice, with 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 alpine
insurance, was stolen by the thief of bagdad
It's the world's greatest
Whose elbows is made of steel like tito
The god's voicebox connects high frequencies,
Satellites and antennas, prince is
Shaolin's highlander, with 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 kodak thoughts, dark, clear visions
Like lenses
I with the illest, cross ya fingers
You
I'll still murder ass, with influence
Of insanity
Rza and 4th disciple tracks, make me wanna an axe
Prince saddam's a lyrical
A broken brawler, nighttime stalker, crawler
With a shottie, rock the party,
Go up the lobby

Chorus: p.r. (9th prince)

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