Luyện nghe bài hát Wu-tang: 7th Chamber

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

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

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

I be that insane from the psycho ward
I'm on the trigger, I got the wu-tang sword
So how you figure that you can fuck with mine?
Hey, yo, Rza! hit me with that one time!
And pull a foul, niggas the beef on the cow
I'm milkin' ho, this is my show, tical
The you want to do? more than spike lee's do
I'm a sniper, hyper off the ginseng root
Plo style, buddha monks with the
So who's the man? meth-tical
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
with the skill that's iller
Dare to compare, get pierced like an ear
The strictly hardware
and geared cause I just broke out the prison
Charged by the system, for the rhythm!
Now, lo and behold, another deadly
to catch another fuckin' charge when I explode

Slammin' a hype-ass 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 fort knox!
I'm hot, top notch, ghost with logic
how I attacked your whole project
I'm raw, I'm and raw! I repeat, if I die
My be ill like me
Approachin' me, you out of respect, chops ya
I get vexed, like up a phat-ass lex'
So clear the way, make way, yo! the cage
Peace, I'm out, jettin' like a slave

Yo
Ya gettin' stripped ya garments, boy, run ya jewels
While the got me open like fallopian tubes
I bring death to a snake when he expect
Ain't a damn thing changed, boy, protect ya
zig zag, zig-allah jam is fatal
Quick to stick my wu-tang sword through ya navel
Suspenseful, plus bought through my utensil
The pencil, I break strong winds up your
Abbot, that run up through your like the maverick
Caps the tablets, I gots to make the fabrics

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

My my my
My clan is like plaster
ya, slash ya
Slit a nigga back a dutch master killer
jumped off and killa, hill-er
I was the thriller in the ali-frazier
I came down with tracks that combine and interlock
Like getting smashed by a cinder
Blaow! now all over
Niggas pink hearts, yellow moons
Orange stars and clovers