Luyện nghe bài hát Shadowboxin'

Intro: method man/johnny

[special technique] fuck
[special technique of shadowboxing] God
(the gza, God damn!)
(the gza, God damn!) allegiance to the hip-hop!
(method, God damn!) I pledge to the hip-hop
(maximilli-on, maximilli-on)
(uh, yeah, ahh, uh) blaze
I pledge allegiance to the
(johnny blaze)

Verse one: method blaze

I breaks it down to the gristle
Ill speaking missle heat seeking
Johnny blazing, nightmares like wes
Niggaz gunnin, my third eye it coming
it happen
You know about fucking staten
Kids smashin
Everything huh, in any shape or fashion
Now everybody bout they blastin, hmmm
Is you bustin steel or is you flashin?
Talkin out your
You shoulda learnt the flow and peasy afro
Ticallion stallion, chinky eye and snot
From my naps to the on my big toe
I keeps it movin, know just what the I'm doin
Rap insomniac, fiend to a nigga snoozing
the cardiac arrest me, excorcist hip-hop posess me
Crunch a like a nestle, you know my steez
Burning to the third degree, ass alley cat top pedigree
The head toucher, party bum rusher
You like it dick up in ya fuck ya

(allow me to demonstrate) that's right, you
(the of shaolin) rap motherfuckers
(the technique) better go back and check
(of shadowboxing) fuckin stacks
(shadowboxing) cause naps ain't nappy enough
And your ain't rugged enough

Verse the genius/maximillion

I mc's back in the rec room era
My style motherfuckin backs like ken patera
rap niggaz came loud but unheard
Once I ut, round em off to the nearest third
Check these non niggaz, with tapes and a portrait
the seminar, tryin to orbit this corporate
Indsutry, but what them niggaz see
break through like the wu, unexpectedly
Protect ya neck, my still remain imperial
Before I the mic, rza scratch off the serial
We reign all year from june to june
niggaz bite immediately if not soon
Set the lynchin, and the execution date
As this two thousand slang suffocate
Amplify sample through tubes compressions
Cause rza, to charge twenty g's a session

three: method man/johnny blaze

When my start to clickin, and the strategy
Is mastered the plot thickens, this be wu shit
I don't give a fuck
About a brother tryin to size a nigga up, I my own
Hard-hat your dome
Look at mama baby boy actin he grown
No time for sleep, I deep as a baritone
bee, that be holdin down his honeycomb, loungin son
Wu number one, protect your neck
Flying here they come, bloody bastards
times and killer tactics, spittin words plus
Semi-automatic slurs, the graphic
from the genie bottle, hit the clutch
Shift the gear now, throttle, time to bungee
To the next episode, I keeps it
on my nutsac, and spittin lung-ghies
At a wack dat, don't understand the fact
When it to rza tra-cks I don't know how to act
rap from the stat, killa hill projects
How to be exact, break it
All and now
Things are getting good looking now

(allow me to the skill of shaolin)
(sha-shadowboxing, the technique of shadowboxing)
(shadowboxing)