Luyện nghe bài hát Dinner Time

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

Da 5'9"]
Livin legend of a Smith & Wesson slidin out of the barrel
I'm fire, try me cause I am HOT!
Police cars with they sirens combined when I'm
Sayin they got a call that somebody 'round done fired SHOTS!
Mac-11's in order, the is like water
Each quote's a of blow, the chorus is followed by the DOT!
Goons, goblins and creatures and are bouncin
and ya and stomp ya and eat ya, don't get swallowed 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 what you under, I'm what you to TOP!
I'm scared and compared to no man, I'm like the big 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 niggaz walk around
they start to look hamburgers and frankfurters
Aiyyo Da 5'9"
Feed on these homie, c'mon!

Da 5'9"]
Take him, gut him and take out his organs and him
The more he is I'm toe-taggin his BEAT!
Turn him to chicken chowder, dip him in some powder
Season him with gasoline and his ass in the CREASE!
Mention my in a record I'ma come get you lyrically
Individually take it back to the STREETS!
Cannibalistic mentality, rappers hatin, him
Rap 'bout what I happen to BE!
Flow is and you heard us forget it, two verses
Two murders acquitted, it's a wrap, CAPICHE?
Fingers snappin and tappin feet, clappin what happened the street
'Bout to happily it back to the D!
claimin harder that all of this time
Niggaz believe him until I see him and then him and SEE!
I havin 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 sic'ed you on these motherfuckers
It's yo' to sic me on they ass
go!

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

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