Luyện nghe bài hát Syntax Era

Chorus repeated once: busta rhymes, dinco d & charlie

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

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

2:
(it's just case) wow! (base).
Why is always picking on me.
Now see our games played.
I'm donkey kong fat the notes.
the script run the jewels.
(the of the new school).
Yet I shine when I (you know, you know)
remember the scenario.

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3:
For the harper valley sake tea makes.
A ace in a hole
You cheated gold, only to who
Was now trembling remembering
When I and down listen wait.
Who's that coming around sounding that sound.
I guess dinco, milo, busta, and bro! wn.
Four minds of two run one with 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 straight casualties
Call for raw in beat societies.
must speak,
Stand be strong. keep away weak in the years long.
leaders let loose leading leftbacks.
And misguided youth letting lack.
Levels of truth. ma' no hands.
likes lots of love only lasting cause I'm asking.
Could we be average not savage,
But near more duty, more than terror.
to my girl.
"whoops era!

Verse 3: rhymes
cat do this, do that.
Wanna do ?
Do this.
chaka chubaka.
Gitty gothca.
Ah man, all of a sudden say I be buggin'
Rugged culture hip-hop! I be lovin'
Gimme, gimme, something.
Gimme for nothing.
blood sucker of the poor I see you.
Hickory, dickory.
Hay out for the trickery.
What to creativity, dignity, integrity.
Hey mr. sneaky-one try to read my mind.
Just worry getting yours, because I'm getting mines.
Leaders made a commitment to keep this of music.
forever.
Whatever, whatever.
We live in an era errors aren't made to
Remain an error, but I think kinda better.
Understand that and how you use it.
Rap is business music, is cultural music.
Now you get to see the one sun getting dumb.
Dance around because you know 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
the damn crying.
I don't know you tryi! n'
You stop lyin'.
With correct intellect, wetter, and better.
As I straight.
Check my era.

Word to god, 1993, 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!)

Chorus three times