Luyện nghe bài hát Dinner Time

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

Da 5'9"]
Livin legend inside of a Smith & slidin out of the barrel
I'm fire, don't try me I am HOT!
Police cars they sirens combined when I'm rhymin
Sayin they got a call that somebody 'round here fired SHOTS!
Mac-11's in order, the is like water
Each a quarter of blow, the chorus is followed by the DOT!
Goons, and creatures and monsters are bouncin
and beat ya and stomp ya and eat ya, don't get by the BLOCK!
I pay a shrink every to basically tell me
"Lay and speak to me" just to say how psychotic I am NOT!
I'm too fly with the viral and copies, niggaz sloppy
Look up you under, I'm what you tryin to TOP!
I'm scared and compared to no man, I'm 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 Bust and a seat
convenient I'm already coppin a SQUAT! [echoes]

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

Da 5'9"]
Take him, gut him and take out his organs and him
The important he is I'm toe-taggin his BEAT!
Turn him to chicken chowder, dip him in some sniffin
Season him with gasoline and his ass in the CREASE!
Mention my in a record I'ma come get you lyrically
Individually I'ma take it to the STREETS!
Cannibalistic mentality, hatin, decapitate him
Rap 'bout what I happen to BE!
is superb and you heard us forget it, two verses
Two murders acquitted, it's a wrap, CAPICHE?
Fingers and tappin they feet, clappin what happened the street
'Bout to happily bring it to the D!
Niggaz claimin that all of this time
Niggaz him until I see him and then slap him and SEE!
I ain't havin it, is average to me
War's normal, only I'm havin is havin a FEAST! [echoes]

Busta Rhymes]
Royce Da 5'9", you my dawg and I'm yo'
Bein that I already sic'ed you on these
It's yo' to sic me on they ass
go!

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

Busta Rhymes]
Why oh why oh WHY!
Royce Da 5'9" tell me why!
Why the fuck these niggaz let us get together and do this shit to 'em
so fuckin unfair!
Shit is so unfair!