Luyện nghe bài hát For Heavens Sake

Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang,
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang,
Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu, Wu

Yo, aiyyo my rap style swing like Mays
My Purple Haze, my solar razor burn through shades
My grenades raid the airwaves, catch this rap
I glide like, hover crafts on the

Boom master, with the faster blade, slasher
Manufacture to microphones, bones fracture
edition composition spark friction
Non-fiction, the calm bomb keep your arm

Zero tolerance, intelligence
Wu original, colors step from the melanin
The most high, most try, to get by
And overthrow I, but choke, with they up high

I the tri-state and vibrate beyond the Richter
Flies sense to flock when they spot live nigga
The crowd seducer black your eye before I lose ya
Verbal high I stars in the eyes of Medusa

Top ten, parley Cochran, it's often
margin, of your odds to dodge the marksman
Murder rap, kill you soft Roberta Flack
attack like a British bulldog, observe the stacks