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 pledge to the hip-hop
(maximilli-on, maximilli-on)
(uh, yeah, ahh, uh) johnny
I allegiance to the hip-hop
(johnny blaze)

Verse one: man/johnny blaze

I breaks it down to the gristle
Ill scud missle heat seeking
Johnny blazing, nightmares like wes
Niggaz gunnin, my eye seen it coming
it happen
You know about them staten
Kids smashin
Everything huh, in any shape or fashion
Now talking bout they blastin, hmmm
Is you bustin or is you flashin? hmmm
out your asshole
You shoulda about the flow and peasy afro
Ticallion stallion, chinky eye and nosed
From my to the bunion on my big toe
I keeps it movin, 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 degree, sneaky ass alley cat top pedigree
The head toucher, party bum rusher
You don't like it up in ya fuck ya

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

Verse two: the

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

Verse three: man/johnny blaze

When my mind to clickin, and the strategy
Is the plot thickens, this be that wu shit
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 actin like he
No time for sleep, I gets as a baritone
Killa bee, that be down his honeycomb, loungin son
Wu brother number one, protect neck
guillotines here they come, bloody bastards
Hard and killer tactics, spittin words plus
Semi-automatic slurs, peep the
Novel the genie bottle, hit the clutch
the gear now, full throttle, time to bungee
To the next episode, I it grungy
on my nutsac, and spittin lung-ghies
At a wack dat, don't understand the fact
When it come to rza I don't know how to act
Real rap the stat, killa hill projects
How to be exact, break it
All and now
Things are getting good better now

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