Luyện nghe bài hát Built to Last

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

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

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

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

With the ill techniques, stick like gum
on the two an' shaky on the one
Here comes the brothas, duck, fuck, run
Grab your an' put them up, this aint for fun

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

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

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

My board because winter just passed
comin' up, river runs with the hash
Me an' all my dogs, drinkin' beers, tokin'
Workin' on our right under the sun

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

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

Time keeps on slidin' that hour glass
I, I need to rip another blast
Why do all these people keep on trash?
'Cuz, 'cuz you know that we was to last

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

Farmer are cattle, eatin' Valiums an'
On the side of a mountain, choppin' trees for cabins
On the search for medallions, I about to burn dragons
Now they live in your [Incomprehensible], how could you

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

an' laughin', stealin' pencils an' [Incomprehensible]
Children for magazine, memories of
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 vapor blast
Why do all these people on talkin' trash?
'Cuz, 'cuz you know that we was built to