Luyện nghe bài hát American Royalty

[Featuring: RZA and Hypnotic Ensemble]

RZA]
Digital. Childish
Mixtape

1: RZA]
This Oxycontin carbon and toxic concoction
Collapse your brain cells, they from lack of oxygen
the opposition stuck, without a pot to piss in
Hocking, spitting up blood, by sharp precision
Dart incision, imparts your vision
Sparks infliction, (poof) I'm a mad
Double plasma, verbal scatter, will shatter
atom in your body, now you antimatter
Ripping the data, checked into the doctor
Took his splatter, cause my mind's faster
You falling to ground, while I climb the ladder
Too much garbage in your gallbladder, flatter
On your face, now you by the pall-bearer
Or wear the black suit, all teared up
Oh no, your ho make a boss lit up
We in the rib with a nigga, all geared up
Childish Gambino or Bobby Digi'lino on the
We breaking more backs that Sammartino,
We saw more than Juno
Change more law in New York than Mr.
Godfather novels I like Mario Puzo
Master time fix the clocks like I'm
the weight like nine sumos
Bust shots like Lugo
You how the Wu go

[Verse 2: Gambino]
Look sharp, homie give yourself a face
High brow, on a spaceship
sips of that Ace of Spades-es
Saving all my money to waste on a bracelet
see them haters, we don't give a fuck though
Charge it to the game, keep a lame so
Never slip a fast one, the game is so in of me
Travel 'round the globe, spend a nigga a 100 G's
Pack them crowds up, like Bowser
pocket poetry, my custom trousers
Thank God they found us, the was starvin'
I'm clean and concrete, you ass and
Digital, Do you really think these niggas know shit?
Shopping in Manhattan and I ran my old chick
Pride is a bitch. I am not a up
Tweetin' when I'm 70, half-dead followers
She look like she Spelman, she Hofstra
Put her in the club, all she wanna is Waka
Put her in the crib, all she hear is Waka
She jerk when I like her old boy popped her
Home is that Outkast, soul like
Old-school J's Beyonce's fiance
Back on on my shit, nigga we the stupidest
Gave them niggas real shit, know what to do it
I did what I did man, did you see it
'Bino and fast, niggas sweet and low
Royalty, family loyalty
We cream of the crop why the would we stop?
She had two Both of 'em good grades
Both of 'em rap
did she go wrong?
Nowhere mama, we just go the money at
Kennedy, where the fuck you niggas at?