Luyện nghe bài hát Shadowboxin'

Intro: method blaze

[special fuck that
[special technique of shadowboxing] God
(the gza, God damn!)
(the gza, God damn!) allegiance to the hip-hop!
(method, God damn!) I pledge allegiance to the
(maximilli-on, maximilli-on)
(uh, yeah, ahh, uh) blaze
I allegiance to the hip-hop
(johnny blaze)

Verse method man/johnny blaze

I it down to the bone gristle
Ill speaking scud heat seeking
Johnny blazing, like wes craven
Niggaz gunnin, my third eye it coming
it happen
You know about them staten
Kids smashin
Everything huh, in any shape or fashion
Now everybody talking bout blastin, hmmm
Is you bustin steel or is you flashin?
Talkin out asshole
You learnt about the flow and peasy afro
stallion, chinky eye and snot nosed
From my to the bunion on my big toe
I keeps it movin, know what the fuck I'm doin
Rap insomniac, fiend to catch a nigga
Slip the cardiac arrest me, hip-hop posess me
Crunch a nigga a nestle, you know my steez
Burning to the degree, sneaky ass alley cat top pedigree
The head toucher, industry party bum
You don't like it dick up in ya ya

(allow me to demonstrate) that's right, you
(the of shaolin) rap motherfuckers
(the special technique) better go back and
(of shadowboxing) fuckin stacks
(shadowboxing) cause your naps ain't enough
And your reefs rugged enough

Verse the genius/maximillion

I slayed mc's back in the rec era
My broke motherfuckin backs like ken patera
Most rap niggaz came loud but
I pulled ut, round em off to the nearest third
Check these non visual niggaz, with tapes and a
the seminar, tryin to orbit this corporate
Indsutry, but what them niggaz see
break through like the wu, unexpectedly
Protect ya neck, my sword still remain
Before I blast the mic, rza scratch off the
We reign all year from june to june
niggaz bite immediately if not soon
Set the lynchin, and form the execution
As this two thousand slang suffocate
Amplify sample through vacumn tubes
Cause rza, to charge twenty g's a session

Verse three: method blaze

When my mind start to clickin, and the
Is mastered the plot thickens, this be that wu
I don't give a fuck
a brother tryin to size a nigga up, I hold my own
Hard-hat protect your
Look at mama baby boy like he grown
No time for sleep, I gets as a baritone
bee, that be holdin down his honeycomb, loungin son
Wu brother number one, protect neck
Flying guillotines here they come, bastards
Hard times and tactics, spittin words plus
Semi-automatic slurs, peep the
Novel from the bottle, hit the clutch
Shift the now, full throttle, time to bungee
To the episode, I keeps it grungy
Hand on my nutsac, and lung-ghies
At a wack nigga dat, don't the fact
it come to rza tra-cks I don't know how to act
Real rap from the stat, hill projects
How to be exact, break it
All and now
are getting good looking better now

(allow me to the skill of shaolin)
(sha-shadowboxing, the special of shadowboxing)
(shadowboxing)