Luyện nghe bài hát Shadowboxin'

Intro: method blaze

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

Verse one: method man/johnny

I it down to the bone gristle
Ill speaking scud missle seeking
Johnny blazing, like wes craven
gunnin, my third eye seen it coming
Before it
You know about them fucking
Kids smashin
Everything huh, in any form or fashion
Now everybody talking they blastin, hmmm
Is you steel or is you flashin? hmmm
Talkin out asshole
You shoulda learnt about the flow and peasy
stallion, chinky eye and snot nosed
From my to the bunion on my big toe
I it movin, know just what the fuck I'm doin
Rap insomniac, fiend to a nigga snoozing
Slip the cardiac arrest me, excorcist posess me
Crunch a nigga like a nestle, you my steez
Burning to the third degree, sneaky ass cat top pedigree
The head toucher, industry bum rusher
You don't it dick up in ya fuck ya

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

Verse the genius/maximillion

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

Verse method man/johnny blaze

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

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