Luyện nghe bài hát Syntax Era

Chorus once: busta rhymes, dinco d & charlie brown

Dinco, dinco, go
Go charlie, go
Charlie. go busta,
Go busta. you we got style

1:
When it to shoutouts
Boogie is here don't fear.
The clear just to it. now I drive.
alive from the bottom to the top.
Temptation or confusion makes you stop.
But (I know you, and you me)
C.b.m.c. given to me by d.
That's deep as I at all the videos.
Wack stage shows, wack flows.
Biters writers. (example the sample).
It was an age and a stage back.
The girlie's screaming she's a cardiac.
Like epileptic no
Amnesia comatose double anaesthesia.
Damn. (damn) I say.
What are you doing! , I at your stare so yo
Come do me, it's or rather should I say it's on.
The mental I continue with.
My song yeah we've got jumping jerks with no of
The east stomp. fam understand.
Several other brothers watch our the vidiots discover.

2:
(it's another case) wow! (base).
Why is everybody picking on me.
Now let's see our played.
I'm donkey fat freak the notes.
Flip the run the jewels.
(the of the new school).
Yet I shine when I (you know, you know)
Always the scenario.

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3:
For the valley pete's sake tea makes.
A great ace in a
You cheated gold, only to who
Was told now trembling
I timberland and down listen wait.
Who's that around sounding like that sound.
I guess dinco, milo, busta, and bro! wn.
Four minds of two kinds run one the sun.
I my father, mother, my brother, and the sisters
That come from all the place to trace the base.
Inspector clouseau I is true though.
Oh no, no security.
Nets human casualties
Call for raw regrets in societies.
Lessons speak,
Stand be strong. away from weak in the years long.
Life let loose leading leftbacks.
And misguided youth letting lack.
of truth. look ma' no hands.
Lend likes lots of love only lasting I'm asking.
Could we be average not savage,
But near newly more duty, than terror.
to my girl.
"whoops era!

Verse 3: busta
cat do this, do that.
Wanna do ?
Do this.
chaka chubaka.
Gitty gothca.
Ah man, all of a sudden people say I be
Rugged culture musikal hip-hop! I be
Gimme, gimme, something.
something for nothing.
Rich blood sucker of the I see you.
Hickory, dickory.
Hay out for the trickery.
happened to creativity, dignity, integrity.
Hey mr. sneaky-one try to read my mind.
Just about getting yours, because I'm getting mines.
made a commitment to keep this type of music.
forever.
Whatever, whatever.
We in an era where errors aren't made to
Remain an error, but I that's kinda better.
that word and how you use it.
Rap is business music, is cultural music.
Now you get to see the one sun super dumb.
Dance around you know that we doin' it for fun.
and trippin'.
You sorry sucker you slippin'
Lay my lap bacause I'm gonna
you a whippen.
Trippin', dippin' and
Stop the crying.
I don't what you tryi! n'
You better lyin'.
correct intellect, wetter, bigger and better.
As I straight.
Check my era.

to god, 1993, shit is solid.

2nd chorus repeated times:

We are the l. (what!)
We are the o. (what!)
We are the n. (what!)
We are the s. (what!)

repeated three times