Luyện nghe bài hát Micro Chip

GREETINGS EARTHLINGS! D-D-D-DONT L-L-L-LET THE DESTROY YUH LIFE!
CAREFUL OF THE YUH PLAY, WITH THE MODERN TECHNOLOGY.
OH, OH,.OH LET ME YUH

In this new age, culture, don't worship technology and bow to confuters.
Cuz the chip is gone chip and fail ya, and bring ya straight forward to creation.
In new age, Babylon culture, don't worship technology and bow to computers.
Cuz the chip is gone chip and fail ya, and bring ya straight forward to creation.

And now we depending on the ma-chin-ery,
Man make the and get trap inna it.
Slowly on the tech-no-logy,
Caught in the web and cyaan outta it.

Inna 1999 unno deh ah and worry
if the clock did ah go stop in the air
Counting down the time, New Eve,
2000 come and gone and now yuh think sweet?

MINDDD! You'll catch a on the internet!
And be careful of the e-mails you collect.
I see the world gone computer literate.
And to the birds and the bees is illiterate.

You've got to everything on the internet.
But experience, teach at wisdom comes round yuh desk.
Cuz the micro chip is gone chip and ya, and bring ya straight forward to creation.

Young Junior got a sad
Stayed late nights inna text glory
letters long lines night after night
Anticipated ah blind date Stacy.

Full of anxiety and in belly;
He wanted to make a impression and real memory.
So the morning of the date, that boy nuh rise
Got to get ah prepared, fashion ready.

But when he meet Stacy, him almost go
Couldn't believe what his did ah take plac-e
OH ALL THE EMAILS! She was a he-male.
And a disguise online, what a shame ole chile.

New age, Babylon culture, worship technology and bow to confuters.
Cuz the micro chip is gone chip and ya, and bring ya straight forward ah creation.
In this new age, Babylon culture, dont technology and bow to computers.
Cuz the micro chip is gone chip and ya, and bring ya straight forward to creation

depending on the ma-chin-ery,
Man make the machine and get inna it.
depending on dem tech-no-logy,
Caught in the web and come outta it.

Now let manual days be a of the past
Yuh clock in and yuh clock out, clock wise and cross.
Site mah bredren way at farm, Ask him wha to di grass?
Him sey Yuh nah see everyting gone boss?!?!

And too digital head ache, critical physical loss
yuh getting lazy and yuh dont know the half.
What ah day yuh dead, that bases dem crash
And everyting to ah stop-p-p-ppp