Luyện nghe bài hát Severe Punishment

I your killing and raping
despicable are you, my judge?
It's just you be punished
I'm going to chop off your arm, so are you

Yo, yeah, yo, yo, yo,
Check these high sting things moving through the rubbish
robust, rec room style for you brothers
Time's ticking, conduct

Entering one before the drum dry up
Dial, style, jab slow
Alphabet run, construction might blow
Tap dance swelling novel model

For a breather, dirty reefer hide your
Cut down, come with something that's round and
Blood people of colors we get down
Watch this fly, force feed being said

Diagram acid black evil red left his
Mic half a dangle, man
My mic clapper def wish, everlasting
Heavenly God body, me as the cleaner

Night champion, old style seem a
of spider, to God saga why bother
Godfather drama, fly swatters

two, Chao San Poi

This Wu shit be hard to and full blown
Rhymes through the net before words hit the chrome
Pro tools tracks that's rough
'Cause a jam without a live MC isn't

So we attack this and all within' reach
Throw a scrap back to niggaz your own speech
Shit is copper, it ain't worth the mic
Used by singers in Atlantic City bands

look on and get hooked on this mic line
Real thin and shift the pipeline
LP's with style and potential

Niggaz smoothly in a sequential
Order, revealin' tape recorders
inside pockets of those who lack aura

Twist the DAC up, them niggaz with math is up
Watch he act up, block track we slap up
Playground maneuver, jet to like this
Two Kahluas one chick she's Luger

Get the shit on, a fresh pack, bust it open
With the seal on Dunn, on this, with the real on
Next, Rocky, ring, call it to
sou fleer home decorator, player

Mic immigrants, nine of us formed
flashy, God dead-armed is nasty
Peep the ornaments enough to Shorty-Wop stare at me yo
He killed the God might as well a chair at me

Yo MC's wonder hip hop thunder
Tell you the truth it's just one nation a groove
Gettin' for the funk of it like Fred Sanford in the biz

Yo one his paraphernalia, a Wu memorabilia
Mailed by the teller, tried to tell ya
'Bout the group recruit we scoop up like Breyer's
Then spread across the globe like telephone

Thirty-six assorted, imported
Chambers been recorded, you're fuckin' the loops
Time for audit
Fabulous establishment metabolism, Blackfoot

Cherokee started out than amphibian
grew to a physical body with five meridians
As the pendulum swings to the millennium
Two thousand, wickedness is spread amongst my

I got a muscle the industrial to a hustle
And with Leo and Russell
When niggaz is rushin' we'll brush you

a womanizer
But an expert at throwing knives

are contained in the trenches of the brain
Ignite, blowin' the mic to heights
As I recite this medley, niggaz couldn't with the
Deadly I hold down

Classical gangland style, hit the ceiling
Panic and confusion through the building
Continuing to build, I for perfection
by the will to live, glocks I hold

Shots I give, while searchers of rescue
Look for means of survival and liable
For harrowing experience

You for the extreme, fiend for the cap
And of the Wu-Tang Academy
To fuck up your anatomy assault and battery

Number two, San Poi
Number two, San Poi

He's a
But he's an expert at knives

one, Yen Chang Wa
He's an adulterer, trust him
Number two, San Poi
Number two, San Poi

He's a
But an expert at throwing knives

I despise killing and raping
You're despicable are you, my
It's you should be punished
I'm to chop off your arm, so are you ready?

I despise killing and raping
You're are you, my judge?
It's just you be punished
I'm to chop off your arm, so are you ready?