Luyện nghe bài hát Mortal Kombat

Perverted style
'99 style, what I'm sayin'?
at cha, this how we do

Paraplegic, my fightin' stance, too
No shadows on my kicks too chi-horrific
To be specific, I'm threw with Jiu-Jitsu
Bone crushin' bone breakin' as I get

Scorpion styles, with the speed of a
Hit your pressure with light skills, I be
The blaster, iron palms is
Combinations nations in the mental

cortex is obsolete
You'll die ten times if you try to me
Taoist master, style disaster
on the cliffs of mountains readin' scrolls

Holdin' it down, iron chi-gung
Apprentice in the temple with
I went through torture styles I'm the author
Ingested metals, yeah they me supernova
spinnin' kicks, side kicks, and hook kicks
They come much iller, so you must be Masta

It's Afu, my style, change the weather
It's Afu, your mind, just too clever
Afu, all the weak styles I sever
Combinin' two on the Mic with Masta Killa

The ones have searched for the righteous data
To show and prove and master the of matter
And through death, never loose conscious of self
Shed a shell keep it movin'

swing it to the temple, mental state
Danger chamber, eighth slang, Wu-Tang
Train soldiers in this rap game
Like that shanghai chinky eyed from Bedstuy

Wang Chung from Lafayette, stuy and Malcolm X
Fifty seven park, it spark, it's the heart
One cell, featurin' Masta Kill
dark he goes, bust gone, trust none, touch one

Young Chun, prodigal son, bees disease
Home grown, flown over seas, city under siege
Ya bleed, the weed got 'em red dread
Like spinnin' roundhouse to the head, he dead

It's Afu, change my style, change the
It's Afu, your mind, just too clever
It's Afu, all the weak styles I
two styles on the Mic with Masta Killa

It's Afu, change my style, change the
It's Afu, change your mind, just too
It's Afu, all the weak styles I
Combinin' two on the Mic with Masta Killa