Luyện nghe bài hát The Abduction

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

I take niggas straight, beneath the surface
To the core, if it raw it's worthless
professional, hold the ink
While river rats fall off the and sink
Tony let a touch, twenty bar rush
The way we push through to rocket thrust

Allah just, I lay it for the mix
Quick to quake a
The sound came rusted crate
by cobwebs
Beat smooth enough to through like bobsleds
On a cold white snow, plus the right flow
niggaz, they shine and make the mic glow

We all gorillin' with all that screwfacin'
Pacin' back and looking savage, stop it

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

We the kids, you rather have a bullet or a word to your wig
Murder rates increases, bullet holes the size of fifty pieces
Don't about the weed or pussy, I read books
I'm to mate'cha king with three rooks
You see the Wu W raised in black
Tony Touch, Concord needle will scratch this
The ice link 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 boar's head killed more than nuclear's
Or street serfs who around dressed in all red
Bobby Digi said if you ever in Compton or Beach
Break my sons Doc Doom and Crisis a nice piece

Penetrate on mix tape the legislation
Illustrate elevation
Spark friction, Shaw shank Arm Redemption
my the Masta inscription signature

Off top my unorthodox of attack
Is like Hannibal rollin' on elephant's
Pack a long barrel, bustin' off ammo
My light so vast, I twenty foot shadows
First family, cappo, micro to macro
Load it in ya head, it back slow

Act like you know, this is no
rap revealed goin' for kill
On these New city sidewalks we walk
Camoflauge, the eyes of the hawk
Kani Sport, totin' the fifth, off
My live movin' across with brute force
Bloodsport, anymore face the blade
must fade, the stakes are now raised

Words of murder, suspense, and
Make major league show signs of fatigue
My Killer Bees span wider than seas
on MC's, with bullet train speed
Tony's Touch more gold than Midas
Ya highness, all in ya head, like ya stylus

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

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