Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Power (Black Jungle)

Two and two
like a tennis player
the Wu
You nigga?
Two and two
You isn't
Representin' the Wu
Stand for it now
Two thousand and two, you how we do
For you and your crew, representin' the Wu

catch me coolin' in Aruba, one sneaker on
Lookin' raw beautiful, a blue ruger, who you at?
Six hundred whale, steel color, love us
niggaz is fake, all y'all do is steal from us
Remember this line, I'm that word to my mother
Slap one of fake ass niggaz
Reefer from daddy we rock Magnums
All big niggaz on the wrist play diss niggaz
Ghost blow 'em, RZA throw the fork through 'em
Me, wonder woman cousin, jewelried out, to him
Hammers that endlessness, cover terrorism what?
Slide in the seven, measure the

It's power
Two and two
power
You how we do
Soul
For you and crew
Soul
Wu
Soul
You how we do
soul power
Two and two
Soul
For you and crew
Soul
Wu

I'm a dollar and a dream seein' a brick
In grimy hallways, slingin' nicks and
When it's on then it's on and poppin, lickin'
I'm this shit for the hood, glock clickin'
Tension in the street, we stressed, wanna eat
I through the valley of death, the hotstepper
Holdin' red pepper, everybody on
I need a beat to expand, the mind guide the
Pen stroke, quotes of literature
'Nights Egypt', 'Black as Arabia'
'Gundeliro', self I savior, I the

power
You how we do
power
For you and crew
power
Wu
Soul
You how we do
soul power
Two and two
power
For you and your
power
Wu

Aiyyo,
Aiyyo I got the whip smellin' like
Roger Jerseys, the man blew
Seven cold in the worthy and
I crush those rappers, keep the toast near the
We like our guns warm, easier to make the papers
Stayed off, the came off, ghost g'd off
The track's like doin' six months and I'm a off
At the airport attention always flow in my direction
You let the best then sparkle his and
Bitches be askin' them, you got so much shit
You need to cash in, matchin' 'em

Yo, yo
Line to blocks, Richard Pryor, Redd Foxx
Jukebox records, flatfooted
Get systematic jumpin' in your socks
Mama's apple pie in the hopscotch
Reunited on the radio, superb
In the sprinklers double dutchin on the curb
Sinatra, the pop the Five recordings
Uptown saturday, cotton to harlem
Ringmaster was, bailey and barnum
Crack a Cola, summer heat was my boredom
Dr. J before Jordan, Al on the organ
When rerun did the dance, the world saw him
The blackout fears, Foxxy Brown, Pam
Ford gear, your life and times queer
"Smokey the bear", Burt gray hair
Throw 'em some gems, throw up your fists and say yeah,

It's soul
Two and two
Soul
You how we do
power
For you and your
power
Wu
Soul
You how we do
Soul soul
Two and two
power
For you and crew
power
Wu

{I'm the nigga that got you talkin' "Fight the power".
Aye yo Flav!
Meth?
What you know about from Long Island right?

True Island right?
All my
All your life
All my

Word up, Freeport, Long Island, Roosevelt, Long
And and an an and went through too
You from
Nah I got family in Westbury, New Park and them
Oh stop jokin, I know that
You from Yo man, my family from Hempstead, the Heights Man

Word up, on man
Oh,
Terrace Avenue
Stop jokin, the El Dorados, what?
I got family up in El Dorados now nigga word
where I'm from, that's my block
That's my right there! Aye yo!
That's right y'all, right, it's all good
Me and method man the motherfuckin' hood
So get it the bricks to the fuckin' wood
niggaz
Know I mean? Word up to the bird up
They the bird, made him soup, now I sip from out my cup

Oh yo man you just hit me in the head with a for real
You got me bleedin' from the of the head Meth
You're a fuckin' person
Yo Meth, yo Meth.
Yo one two
Without me my finger in the plug
I'm gettin anyway, hahaha}