Luyện nghe bài hát Wu-tang: 7th Chamber

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

Champion gear that I rock, you get your knocked
Then attack you like a pit lock shit down
As I come and freaks the sound,
But you more and more, like 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 from bedrock, cause I rock ya head to bed
Just like rockin' twin glocks!
Shake the ground while my beats just you down
Raw sound, we to war right now

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

I be insane nigga from the psycho ward
I'm on the trigger, plus I got the sword
So how you figure you can even fuck 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 spike lee's do
I'm like a sniper, off the ginseng root
Plo style, buddha monks the owls
So the fucking man? 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, by a madman
the mic wrecker, inspector, bad man
From the bad of the killer, rap fanatic
Representing with the that's iller
Dare to compare, get pierced like an ear
The strictly hardware
Armed and geared cause I just out the prison
by the system, for murdering the rhythm!
Now, lo and behold, another episode
Bound to catch another fuckin' when I explode

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 like fort knox!
I'm hot, top notch, ghost with logic
Flashback's how I your whole project
I'm raw, I'm and raw! I repeat, if I die
My be ill like me
me, you out of respect, chops ya neck
I get vexed, like up a phat-ass lex'
So clear the way, 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 got me open like fallopian tubes
I bring death to a snake when he least
a damn thing changed, boy, protect ya neck
Ruler zig zag, zig-allah jam is
Quick to stick my sword right through ya navel
Suspenseful, plus bein' bought through my
The pencil, I break strong winds up your
Abbot, that run up through your county like the
Caps through the tablets, I to make the fabrics

Are you, uh, ah, uh
Are you a killer? slicin' shit like a samurai
The ol' dirty vundabah
Ol' dirty clan of
Comin' ass like a sorceress, shootin' that piss!
Niggas be on my fuckin' nerves
Rhymes they be kickin' make me to kick they fuckin' ass to the curb
I got funky fresh, like the old
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 like
Bust ya, ya
Slit a nigga like a dutch master killer
Style jumped off and killa,
I was the thriller in the manilla
I came down with phat tracks that and interlock
Like getting smashed by a cinder
Blaow! now all over
seeing pink hearts, yellow moons
Orange and green clovers