Luyện nghe bài hát Join The Dots

2na get gettin' the got
God ah, yes, man, its auspicious man
Oh God, night
that?

Yeah, my escapades Caddy Escalades
I best to the rhythm of justice slaves
Selected brave, ah, lecture me waves
your sounds causing you clowns just to cave

Address the rage, rush the stage to blaze
Glorify your glamor and just to faze
Cuttin' down the forest for cows just to graze
It's killin' the populous while you test tube babes

Test the change, 'cuz of the they try to feed us
Under the bridge drummin' for flea an Anthony
I ran elitist who got the truth confused
It's the and the one Roots Manuva

Yo, Mystic Mindset at warp 8
Flashback to my very taste of hash cake
Oh, Lord, I feel so
And every now and then I get a great of wha

Synchronization of the hip, of the old time
New Right, Back to Back, man or no man no oh man
Boy or boy, or girl
Steppin' out of place the light of the world I'm locked up

Weed grass rushing through my
over the rocky terrain and maintain
Like a weed checkin' that hydroponic bud
Earth child, come see me in the mud

He there go ever so while I unrobe
No played out to wives
wanna get knicks up in their mix up
Wanna just fix up mind soul and mental

Join the dots, block in the block
knockin' the not, the which, the where, the what
2na Manuva get the got
Stewed chicken in the pot runnin' it hot

Join the dots, blood in the block
Knock the not, the which, the where, the what
2na get gettin' the got
Stewed in the dust pot runnin' it hot

Yo, some of these fellas be zealous
We have them jealous in dark cellas
Blowin' Branford Marsalis
We park dwellers rhythm

We spark letters, we art
Pleadin' the waters, the sharks us
Be with your camcorder in no particular plan order
We go hit like vehicular man slaughter

In ding bring a fling of it on
Refuse to get lost in the for one

we trans-atlantic we never pedantic
Check my antic, we romantic
We plan new for self Quantumly
We killin' the saw, man, we the sea

Join the dots, blood in the block
Knock knockin' the not, the which, the where, the
2na get gettin' the got
Stewed chicken in the dust pot it hot

the dots, block blood in the block
Knock the not, the which, the where, the what
2na get gettin' the got
chicken in the dust pot runnin' it hot

No Sir Mr. 2na, I can't burn the
I the last time and have a good time

Yo Yo, You ran while my clan grow chance'll
Let the man know my pen brush stroke like Van
I disappear his missing ear when I'm switchin' gears
Shinin' like your kitchen ware, rhymes and rare

Get your picture clear, 2na the reporter
I melt your order like sugar and seltzer

Whoever felt the but knows that their chance vague
Surround your sound like a pants leg
Spread like an advanced plague never dance may
Shout the F and F that my man Craig

Join the dots, block blood in the
Knock knockin' the not, the which, the where, the
2na get gettin' the got
Stewed chicken in the pot runnin' it hot

Join the dots, blood in the block
knockin' the not, the which, the where, the what
2na Manuva get the got
chicken in the dust pot runnin' it hot