Luyện nghe bài hát Verbal Intercourse - Raekwon

Through the lights and action, glamour glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the arise like yeast
To conquer peace leaving savages to roam in the
Live on the run, police paying me to in my gun
my wisdom with the system that imprisoned my son
Smoke a gold leaf I hold heat,
I'm raunchy, the things I do is real it haunts me
While, funny niggas roll in the pile
heads profile on a bus to Riker's Isle
Holding weed inside they pussy with they minds on the pretty things in
is a true thug's wife
It's a cycle, niggas come home, some'll go in
Do a bullet, back, do the same shit again
From the womb to the tomb, the unpredictable
Guns salute life, rapidly, that's the

Perhaps bust niggas discuss mad money
True and white guys, we can see it through the eyes
the most on tape, kilos disintegrate
Pyrex pots, we break, fiends licking
In the building niggas building, like children, staring
Them niggas ain't caring
Sirens circling fiends are lurking in your
Oh, gone now, what, smack him in his cabbage
In the woodwork, sales bubble like Woolworth's
In the projects, richest niggas all the real worth
Police questioning, cats invested in
Trading in they Lexuses, GS's, sending
Two and two makes four, Cristal's crazily
Gun my crew feel 'em like swords

With the green leathers, hundred pound snakes and
Fiends found in lakes, jealously we shake
What I strive for is what I for
Infatuated by material things in this life of war
Like somewhere over the rainbow, I see a big pot of
stacks so I hold
Thousands of bagged up inside the shoebox
keep jack in my lab, don't wanna see 2Pac
Got two spots, a new lot, with rocks
making me hot, crooked cops Bad Tony and the ball drop
In the 'nile, I'm banging niggas for time
up duke I'm next on line
And what the is you looking at?
By the way young blood, hit me off with that Bay hat
Watch back inside the hall, new niggas slide through
Like doors yo, you're staring in the mess
Your adrenaline runs, niggas be swindling
New jacks surrendering, home not remembering
Made with different size kicks on, a white dress shirt
gay in the yard, and you got hurt
Flashbacks, of the day room, mop wringer
faggot ass got bashed trying to turn the dial
You your boo you was wiling
Once you heard Wu, out of the blue, family's from Shaolin
High class cooks, throw on out of phone books
niggas are screaming, "I got juxed!"
Sharpened toothbrushes, 190 with baby oil and shit
Your in the kitchen stashing ice picks
Well I'ma end this with a big red on top
Me, Nas and Rae got the best product on the