Luyện nghe bài hát Micro Chip

GREETINGS EARTHLINGS! L-L-L-LET THE COMPUTERS DESTROY YUH LIFE!
CAREFUL OF THE GAMES YUH PLAY, WITH THE TECHNOLOGY.
OH, OH,.OH LET ME YUH

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

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

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

MINDDD! You'll a virus on the internet!
And be careful of the that you collect.
I see the world gone computer literate.
And to the and the bees them is illiterate.

got access to everything on the internet.
But experience, at wisdom comes from round yuh desk.
Cuz the micro is gone chip and fail ya, and bring ya straight forward to creation.

Junior got a sad story
Stayed awake late inna text glory
Long long lines night after night
Anticipated meet ah date Stacy.

of anxiety and butterflies in belly;
He to make a first impression and real memory.
So the morning of the date, that boy nuh early
Got to get ah prepared, looking ready.

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

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

Slowly on the ma-chin-ery,
Man make the machine and get trap it.
Slowly on dem tech-no-logy,
in the web and cyaan come outta it.

Now let days be a thing 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 much digital head ache, critical physical
Slowly yuh getting lazy and yuh dont the half.
What ah day yuh dead, that bases dem crash
And come to ah stop-p-p-ppp