Luyện nghe bài hát Wu-tang: 7th Chamber

Take motherfucker
morning Vietnam!
Yeah, morning to all you motherfuckin' notty-headed niggas
to the camouflage large niggas
Bitch niggas fuckin' my
Bring fuckin' meth in here
Yo yo yo yo
Now we gonna drink some good 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 come and the sound, hardcore
But you more and more, like ding!
Nah shorty, get you open like six
bees attack, flippin' what, murder one, phat tracks
Aight? I kick it a night flite!
Word life, I get that ass I'm fulla spite!
Check the from bedrock, cause I rock ya head to bed
Just like rockin' twin glocks!
the ground while my beats just break you down
Raw sound, we to war right now

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

I be that insane from the psycho ward
I'm on the trigger, plus I got the sword
So how you that you can even fuck with mine?
Hey, yo, Rza! hit me with shit one time!
And pull a foul, niggas 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, monks with the owls
So who's the fucking meth-tical
On the box

Yo, yeah, yo
I leave the mic in bags, my rap style 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 of the killer, rap fanatic
Representing with the skill that's
Dare to compare, get pierced like an ear
The zoo-we-do-wop-bop strictly
and geared cause I just broke out the prison
Charged by the system, for the rhythm!
Now, lo and behold, another deadly
Bound to catch another fuckin' when I explode

a hype-ass verse til ya head burst
I ram shack in the track, and that's that
Rap assassin, fastin', quick to and hard rock
I ran up in spots fort knox!
I'm hot, top notch, ghost thinks 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
Approachin' me, you out of respect, ya neck
I get vexed, crashing up a phat-ass lex'
So the way, make way, yo! open the cage
Peace, I'm out, jettin' like a runaway

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

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

My my my
My clan is thick like
ya, slash ya
Slit a nigga back like a dutch killer
Style jumped off and killa,
I was the thriller in the manilla
I came down with phat tracks combine and interlock
Like getting smashed by a block
Blaow! now all over
seeing pink hearts, yellow moons
Orange stars and green