Luyện nghe bài hát Built to Last

You gonna hit some up in the motherfucker?
DJ Bobby B,

Time on slidin' through that hour glass
I, I need to rip vapor blast
Why do all these people on talkin' trash?
'Cuz, you know that we was built to last

The of Shaky Bonez, the Intruder
A.k.a. D-Loc, Mr. Master
The Blasta, its all good
Operatin' in my room, cuttin' up my words

You betta make way, Ive know to blow the spot
Mr. Ginseu Master an' Bobby
We form like Voltron, by the feet
So there's to reach, we transform the beat

the ill techniques, needles stick like gum
Bobby on the two an' on the one
comes the Suenamy brothas, duck, fuck, run
Grab your shields an' put up, this aint for fun

Table combat, son, you blow the spot
I penetrate its deep, you know I smoke my pot
Everyday I ripped, they call me D L to the C
Dont eva get it twisted, ya na

Time keeps on slidin' through that glass
I, I need to rip vapor blast
Why do all these people on talkin' trash?
'Cuz, 'cuz you that we was built to last

An' you know this, I got herb in my pocket
A caddie an' a truck, a phat chain
A dirt bike, bike an' a go-cart
A skateboard, gun an' a snowboard

My white board because just passed
Summer's comin' up, river with the hash
Me an' all my dogs, drinkin' beers, buds
Workin' on our right under the sun

An' when the water cold, we sit an' get
Hollerin' at the hunny's, talkin' shit from boat
An' if you know, I dont really fuckin' care
Like, to a drunk when hes yappin' in my ear

this, talkin' that, you not makin' no sense
Like smokin' by a fence or bud when its dense
ever get it twisted, let me tell you again
The call me L O C, see ya, say

Time keeps on slidin' through that hour
I, I need to rip another vapor
Why do all people keep on talkin' trash?
'Cuz, 'cuz you know we was built to last

I be the kid with my pants straight to my knees
Got my Vans on my feet, smoke a ounce a
Writin' rhymes to beats, intertwinin' with
Rhymin' are scatterin', Im as high as the Heavens

Farmer are cattle, eatin' an' tatilen
On the of a mountain, choppin' trees down for cabins
On the search for medallions, I about to burn like
Now they live in your [Incomprehensible], how you imagine?

in the day, I was a pest in the classroom
With a attitude, babblin', on the desk, I was
the teacher was talkin', half the time I was nappin'
'Sides the fact, I was slackin', care if I was passin'

Relaxin' an' laughin', stealin' pencils an'
Children for magazine, of causalities
People, now gather, me, Im the D L O C
An' Ill I do is weed, son of a bitch

Time keeps on through that hour glass
I, I need to rip another vapor
Why do all people keep on talkin' trash?
'Cuz, 'cuz you know that we was built to