Luyện nghe bài hát Wu-tang: 7th Chamber

Take that
morning Vietnam!
Yeah, morning to all you motherfuckin' notty-headed niggas
Word to the large niggas
niggas fuckin' my body
Bring that fuckin' in here
Yo yo yo yo
Now we gonna drink good night train
And yo, set it off

Champion gear that I rock, you get boots knocked
attack you like a pit that lock shit down
As I and freaks the sound, hardcore
But giving you more and more, ding!
Nah shorty, get you open six packs
Killer bees attack, flippin' what, one, phat tracks
Aight? I kick it like a flite!
Word life, I get that ass while I'm spite!
Check the method from bedrock, cause I ya head to bed
like rockin' what? twin glocks!
Shake the ground while my beats just break you
Raw sound, we going to war now

So, yo,
We usually take all garments
Save ya before I bomb it

I be that insane nigga the psycho ward
I'm on the trigger, plus I got the wu-tang
So how you figure that you can fuck with mine?
Hey, yo, Rza! hit me that shit one time!
And pull a foul, niggas save the on the cow
I'm milkin' this ho, is my show, tical
The fuck you to do? more than spike lee's do
I'm like a sniper, hyper off the ginseng
Plo style, buddha monks the owls
So who's the fucking man?
On the box

Yo, yeah, yo
I leave the mic in bags, my rap style has
The force to you lost, like the tribe of shabazz
Murderous material, made by a
the mic wrecker, inspector, bad man
From the bad of the killer, rap fanatic
Representing with the skill iller
Dare to compare, get pierced like an ear
The zoo-we-do-wop-bop hardware
and geared cause I just broke out the prison
Charged by the system, for the rhythm!
Now, lo and behold, deadly episode
Bound to catch another fuckin' charge when I

a hype-ass verse til ya head burst
I ram shack dead in the track, and that
Rap assassin, fastin', to blast and hard rock
I ran up in spots like knox!
I'm hot, top notch, ghost with logic
Flashback's how I attacked your project
I'm raw, I'm and raw! I repeat, if I die
My seed'll be ill me
me, you out of respect, chops ya neck
I get vexed, like crashing up a lex'
So clear the way, make way, yo! open the
Peace, I'm out, jettin' a runaway slave

Yo
Ya gettin' stripped from ya garments, boy, run ya
the meth got me open like fallopian tubes
I bring to a snake when he least expect
a damn thing changed, boy, protect ya neck
Ruler zig zag, jam is fatal
Quick to stick my wu-tang sword right ya navel
Suspenseful, bein' bought through my utensil
The pencil, I break winds up against your
Abbot, run up through your county like the maverick
Caps through the tablets, I gots to the fabrics

Are you, uh, ah, uh
Are you a warrior? killer? shit like a samurai
The ol' dirty vundabah
Ol' dirty clan of
atcha ass like a sorceress, shootin' that piss!
Niggas be on my fuckin' nerves
Rhymes they be kickin' make me want to kick they fuckin' ass to the
I got funky fresh, the old specialist
A carrier, messenger, ya
This is for the whole experience
Let it be applied, and then that science

My my my
My clan is thick plaster
Bust ya, ya
a nigga back like a dutch master killer
Style off and killa, hill-er
I was the thriller in the ali-frazier
I down with phat tracks that combine and interlock
Like getting by a cinder block
Blaow! now all over
Niggas seeing hearts, yellow moons
Orange and green clovers