Luyện nghe bài hát Wu-tang: 7th Chamber

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

Champion gear I rock, you get your boots knocked
Then 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
bees attack, flippin' what, murder one, phat tracks
Aight? I kick it a night flite!
Word life, I get ass while I'm fulla spite!
Check the method from bedrock, cause I ya head to bed
Just like rockin' twin glocks!
Shake the ground while my just break you down
Raw sound, we going to war now

So, yo,
We take all niggas garments
Save ya breath before I it

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

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

Slammin' a hype-ass verse til ya burst
I ram shack dead in the track, and that's
Rap assassin, fastin', quick to blast and 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, ya neck
I get vexed, like crashing up a lex'
So the way, make way, yo! open the cage
Peace, I'm out, jettin' a runaway slave

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

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

My my my
My clan is thick like
ya, slash ya
Slit a nigga back like a master killer
jumped off and killa, hill-er
I was the in the ali-frazier manilla
I came down with phat that combine and interlock
getting smashed by a cinder block
Blaow! now it's all
Niggas pink hearts, yellow moons
Orange and green clovers