Luyện nghe bài hát Dinner Time

[Intro: Rhymes]
Aiyyo Da 5'9"
Why you wan' share food with these niggaz?
We don't share in the recession
these niggaz like you bite the microphone

Da 5'9"]
Livin legend inside of a Smith & Wesson out of the barrel
I'm fire, don't try me I am HOT!
Police cars with they sirens combined when I'm
Sayin they got a call somebody 'round here done fired SHOTS!
Mac-11's in order, the flow is like
Each quote's a of blow, the chorus is followed by the DOT!
Goons, goblins and creatures and are bouncin
and beat ya and stomp ya and eat ya, get swallowed by the BLOCK!
I pay a shrink week to basically tell me
"Lay here and speak to me" just to say how I am NOT!
I'm too fly with the and physical copies, niggaz sloppy
up what you under, I'm what you tryin to TOP!
I'm scared and to no man, I'm like the big hand on Big Ben
I get in and I'm hittin my 'round the CLOCK!
I'm 'bout to give it back to my nigga Busta and have a seat
It's convenient I'm already coppin a SQUAT!

Busta Rhymes]
Nowadays when walk around
they start to look like hamburgers and
Aiyyo Da 5'9"
on these motherfuckers homie, c'mon!

Da 5'9"]
Take him, gut him and out his organs and smorgasbord him
The more important he is I'm his BEAT!
Turn him to chicken chowder, dip him in sniffin powder
Season him gasoline and THROW his ass in the CREASE!
Mention my in a record I'ma come get you lyrically
I'ma take it back to the STREETS!
Cannibalistic mentality, hatin, decapitate him
Rap 'bout what I naturally to BE!
Flow is superb and you heard us it, two verses
Two murders acquitted, personally a wrap, CAPICHE?
Fingers snappin and tappin they feet, clappin what happened the
'Bout to happily it back to the D!
Niggaz harder that all of this time
Niggaz him until I see him and then slap him and SEE!
I ain't it, havoc is average to me
normal, only thing I'm havin is havin a FEAST! [echoes]

[Interlude: Busta
Da 5'9", you my dawg and I'm yo' dawg
Bein that I already you on these motherfuckers
It's yo' turn to sic me on ass
go!

[Busta
Every time that I marry the and the beat
I go hairy and grind in the street then I'm fuckin up
Mobilizin shit like we gorillas and peelin your
like we banana peelers, it's hazardous if you
Don't you know that I'm one of the coldest courageous, the boldest
Ain't no one can phase thing that I do
Well you know since I report the latest that can't fuck with me
I'm the greatest, my shit is sick like the FLU
You see I'm animalistic, the cataclysmic
that'll happen whenever I the mic and talk
Indeed them bag us that I'm hickory dickory dock
of this rizzy, the bop in my walk
Now I'm the messenger to set the temperature
the heat will be needed to hot the block up, I'm sayin
I got the dillinger, Harry Kissinger with the
The is I'm back with the clack and the click, see I ain't playin!

[Outro: Busta
Why oh why oh WHY!
Royce Da 5'9" please me why!
Why the these niggaz gon' let us get together and do this shit to 'em
It's so unfair!
is so unfair! [chuckles]