Luyện nghe bài hát Shadowboxin'

(Special technique)
Fuck
(Special of shadowboxin')
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 allegiance to the
(Johnny Blaze)
Maximilli-on,

I breaks it to the bone gristle
Ill speaking Scud missile heat
Johnny Blazing, like Wes Craven
gunnin', my third eye seen it comin'
Before it
You know about them Staten
Kids smashin'

Everything huh, in any shape or fashion
Now talking bout they blastin', hmm
Is you bustin' steel or is you Hmm
Talkin' out asshole
You shoulda learnt about the flow and peasy

Ticallion stallion, chinky eye and snot
From my naps to the on my big toe
I keeps it movin', just what the fuck I'm doin'
Rap insomniac, to catch a nigga snoozin'

Slip the arrest me, exorcist hip-hop possess me
Crunch a nigga a Nestle, you know my steez
Burning to the third degree, ass alley cat top pedigree
The toucher, industry party bum rusher
You like it dick up in ya fuck ya

(Allow me to demonstrate)
That's right, you
(The of Shaolin)
Rap
(The technique)
Better go back and
(Of shadowboxing)
fuckin' stacks
(Shadowboxin')
'Cause your ain't nappy enough
And your reefs ain't rugged

I slayed MC's in the rec room era
My style motherfuckin' backs like Ken Patera
rap niggaz came loud but unheard
Once I pulled out, round em off to the nearest

Check these non visual niggaz, tapes and a portrait
the seminar, tryin' to orbit this corporate
Industry, but them niggaz can't see
Must through like the Wu, unexpectedly

Protect Ya Neck, my still remain imperial
Before I blast the mic, RZA off the serial
We reign all year round from to June
niggaz bite immediately if not soon

Set the lynchin', and the execution date
As this two beyond slang suffocate
sample through vaccum tubes compressions
'Cause RZA, to niggaz twenty G's a session

my mind start to clickin', and the strategy
is the plot thickens, this be that Wu shit
I give a cotton-pickin', fuck
About a brother tryin' to size a up, I hold my own

protect your dome
Look at mama baby boy actin' like he
No time for sleep, I deep as a baritone
bee, that be holdin' down his honeycomb, loungin' son

Wu brother number one, protect your
guillotines here they come, bloody bastards
Hard times and tactics, spittin' words plus
Semi-automatic slurs, peep the

Novel the genie bottle, hit the clutch
Shift the gear now, full throttle, to bungee
To the episode, I keeps it grungy
Hand on my nut and spittin' lung-ghies

At a wack dat, don't understand the fact
it come to RZA tra-cks I don't know how to act
Real rap the Stat, killa hill projects
How to be exact, break it down, all and now
Things are good looking better now

(Allow me to demonstrate the of Shaolin)
(Sha-shadowboxin', the special of shadowboxin')
(Shadowboxin')
(Allow me to demonstrate)