Luyện nghe bài hát Micro Chip

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

In this new age, Babylon culture, don't worship 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 micro chip is gone chip and fail ya, and bring ya forward to creation.

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

Inna unno deh ah fret and worry
Wonder if the clock did ah go in the air
down the time, New Years Eve,
2000 come and gone and now yuh think tings

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

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

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

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

But when he meet Stacy, him almost go
believe what his eyes 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 fail ya, and bring ya forward ah creation.
In this new age, Babylon culture, dont worship and bow to computers.
Cuz the micro chip is gone chip and fail ya, and bring ya straight forward to

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

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

And too much head ache, critical physical loss
Slowly yuh getting lazy and yuh know the half.
ah day when yuh dead, that bases dem crash
And come to ah stop-p-p-ppp