Luyện nghe bài hát Wu-tang: 7th Chamber

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

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

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

I be that insane nigga from the psycho
I'm on the trigger, plus I got the wu-tang
So how you figure that you can even fuck with
Hey, yo, Rza! hit me with shit one time!
And a foul, niggas 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, hyper off the root
Plo style, monks with the owls
So who's the man? meth-tical
On the box

Yo, yeah, yo
I the mic in body bags, my rap style has
The force to you lost, like the tribe of shabazz
Murderous material, by a madman
the mic wrecker, inspector, bad man
From the bad lands of the killer, rap
Representing with the skill iller
to compare, get pierced just 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, another deadly
Bound to catch another charge when I explode

a hype-ass verse til ya head burst
I ram dead in the track, and that's 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
Approachin' me, you out of respect, ya neck
I get vexed, like up a phat-ass lex'
So clear the way, make way, yo! the cage
Peace, I'm out, jettin' a runaway slave

Yo
Ya gettin' from ya garments, boy, run ya jewels
While the meth got me open like fallopian
I bring death to a snake when he least
Ain't a damn thing changed, boy, protect ya
zig zag, zig-allah jam is fatal
Quick to stick my wu-tang sword right through ya
Suspenseful, plus bought through my utensil
The pencil, I break strong winds up your
Abbot, run up through 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' shit a samurai
The ol' bastard vundabah
Ol' clan of terrorists
Comin' ass like a sorceress, shootin' that piss!
be gettin' on my fuckin' nerves
Rhymes they be kickin' make me want to kick they ass to the curb
I got fresh, like the old specialist
A carrier, messenger, ya
experience is for the whole experience
Let it be applied, and then drop science

My my my
My clan is like plaster
Bust ya, ya
Slit a nigga back a dutch master killer
jumped off and killa, hill-er
I was the in the ali-frazier manilla
I came down with phat tracks combine and interlock
Like getting by a cinder block
Blaow! now it's all
Niggas seeing pink hearts, yellow
stars and green clovers