Luyện nghe bài hát Network - Black Thought

(Slimkid3)
Aiyo we got minutes, man!
Yo, yo Brown. Sup, man, we got five
Imani, go.Yo, Ro! Let's go.

(Bootie Fiction)
Devastating creating, innovating
Got you the arrival of the Cyde
Don't you worry, hold it just like Burry (?)
Well-seasoned curry from India or Jamaica
Bring yuh gal to de show mi may tek her
Then her, how we're flipping thoughts skipping
Ready for the while the entourage
Take her remote, got her open like a cargo pod
Our lyrics like camouflage
You be wondering happened like Rog

(Imani/Citizen Strange)
Yeah, son zoom the moon
You and your whole platoon
Gets eradicated, y'all barely it
Listen to the words of the man, now I'm faded
Now I'm elevated, and now I'm to state it
Your empire is tired, y'all need to retire
Like an old player cause flavor is now expired!

(Slimkid3)
Come on, I rap wise and baptize, respect
em like they're holy, holding blessed communion
Redesign laws of in a revolution
Connect the eyes to cause evil lurks in lies
your breath and then you die, no one heard you cry
Now off to the next man's urging eye
Our excursion eliminates those folks purging
Like we be conquering, reconstruct with surgery

(Chorus x2)
On beats we lurk, to drive you berserk
Leaving shook, what a skirt
Companies how to jerk
Crews together, put some love back in it
Network, we network!

(Black Thought)
You tossed aside, talk/hustle is the way we
your ears, your clothes, your eyes then look alive
The most high, swift out the holster
Rude boy ragamuffin, and culture
It gets deep, I dive beneath the street
Then rise through with new and improved beats
And emcees in they teeth with steel cleats
Extreme like war and but none the least

(Imani/Citizen Strange)
We retract it, then the bullshit got
Then you got attacked and attracted to this matter
Like a magnet, truly expression touring
Two rap bands exploring foreign lands
With the mic in I cold took command
You here to destroy, we here to build and
Hella from the trees we bought, beware
Cause you can get by the all-out
assault, Pharcyde and Black Thought

(Bootie Fiction)
make mad hits, see ya man through
Some lab test, grab while I commence
To execute acute precision, cause collision
Got caught up in the head bobbing, jerking
And to get my polished shine networking
Merging, to split your melon
Have you yelling, crew bail in
The complete steez, young look up to us
trapeze, they love the way we swing it
It's the inside guaranteed to bring it to these nits
Got individuals expecting for the mic

(Chorus)

(Black Thought)
Yo, my network shit making your neck hurt
You're now in to the sounds of the expert
A hundred flave-ahs of this widespread
to blow like the sextet of Miles Dave-ahs
Thought from the on the Phar-cidic
The isotona rap style, y'all can fit it
The head farmer, the bad karma
Full body sounds, emcees can never hit it

(Slimkid3)
Venom when I spit it, when we lit it
Blow like contents, I exercise this convent
Who done this cause we did this, and fingerprinted
Unlimited turn, early bird the worm
My penicillin heals, taking we trying to burn
Rub me down like lubriderm, we the cure and the germ
Embalm you with the fluid, you do it like sherm
you up until the end of the term

(Bootie Fiction)
Niggas green with envy like had gamma treatment
Find it hard to with, I'm on some steep shit
Climbing, on it like Carlich Hymen (?)
My skills I always polish it up till shining
Like a with a brand new Lex
Rhymes on it like sporting two
laser lights make the red dot
Bring it face while you're blinking

(Imani/Citizen Strange)
White white hot,
Burn shit down like a towering inferno
Selecting and connecting them grooves
To you move, move you all like you fall
Verbal graffiti when we spray on the mic like aerosol

(Chorus x3)