Luyện nghe bài hát The Abduction

Okay, the GZA
Tony classic, knowhatI'msayin'?
We bang y'all in the head one time
Blaze up on y'all one time fast
(Do the mix and all shit)
Knamsayin', up
(Make it, make it a record quick, do yo' thang)
Throw ya on, ahhight?
(Yeah, it up, make it a record, get down, yo)

I take y'all niggas straight, beneath the
To the core, if it ain't raw worthless
professional, hold the ink
While river rats fall off the and sink
Tony let a brother touch, twenty bar
The way we through equivalent to rocket thrust

just, I lay it for the mix tapes
Quick to a label-mate
The came outta rusted crate
Surrounded by
Beat smooth enough to slide like bobsleds
On a cold snow, plus with the right flow
Wu-Tang niggaz, they shine and the mic glow

We killin' all gorillin' with all screwfacin'
Pacin' and forth looking savage, stop it

plugged in or plugged out
Iron drill mugged or out
Blood in or out, son was bugged out
Might look at you and you
Buck fifty face stupid and say but run Nike
Who the fuck you think, let y'all wild in
Allowed you to put down ya guns and ya pen
Zig-Zag-Zig, we don't fuck with no pig

We teach the kids, you rather have a bullet or a word to wig
Murder rates increases, bullet holes the size of fifty pieces
worry about the weed or pussy, I read books
I'm liable to mate'cha with three rooks
You see the Wu W raised in black
Maybe Tony Touch, Concord will scratch this
The ice cube you bought, from the Jew for 80 G's

Was only appraised at
Gazed upon by the eyes of
Of people, who would trade for food
I heard head killed more than nuclear's warhead
Or street serfs who around dressed in all red
Bobby Digi said if you ever in or Long Beach
Break my sons Doc Doom and Crisis a nice piece

Penetrate on mix tape with the
constant elevation
Spark friction, Shaw shank Arm Redemption
Endorsed my the inscription signature

Off top my unorthodox of attack
Is like rollin' on elephant's backs
Pack a barrel, bustin' off strong ammo
My light so vast, I cast twenty shadows
family, fifth cappo, micro to macro
Load it in ya head, play it slow

Act you know, this is no drill
rap revealed goin' for kill
On these New city sidewalks we walk
Camoflauge, dodgin' the of the hawk
Kani Sport, the fifth, slidin' off
My live source movin' with brute force
Bloodsport, anymore heads the blade
Fakers must fade, the are now raised

of murder, suspense, and intrigue
Make major league niggaz show signs of
My Killer span wider than seven seas
Squeeze on MC's, with bullet train
Touch create more gold than Midas
Ya highness, all in ya head, like ya hair

mug, big ring leaders top secret thug
Lampin' in cheaters with the murder glove
Boat of the town, devilish grin look
Swung on faggot, knocked the windows outta Silvia's
got scuffed up, my ankles got sprained, that's my word
To ever seat, I smack flames
Staten Island's of teachers of Elijah

out the temple, non-calodic wit the father
Nickname's Pudding, Clarence 13X before the Will
And the of Cuba Gooding
Lost in the cosmos, explodin' through a
Be duckin' pulsars, organic stay be the Gods
Tony Touch, Touch, word up
Big Face Ghost in