Luyện nghe bài hát Network - Black Thought

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

(Bootie Fiction)
Devastating creating, innovating
Got you anticipating the of the Cyde
Don't you worry, hold it down like Burry (?)
Well-seasoned like curry from or Jamaica
Bring yuh gal to de mi posse may tek her
Then cake her, how we're flipping skipping
Ready for the sabotage the entourage
Take her somewhere remote, got her open like a pod
Our lyrics like camouflage
You be wondering what's like Rog

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

(Slimkid3)
on, I rap wise and lyrically baptize, respect
Resurrect em like holy, holding blessed communion
Redesign of union in a revolution
the eyes to energize cause evil lurks in lies
Steals your breath and then you die, no one you cry
Now he's off to the next man's eye
Our excursion eliminates those folks that's
virgin we be conquering, reconstruct with surgery

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

(Black Thought)
You tossed aside, is the way we survive
Cover ears, your clothes, your eyes then look alive
The most high, swift out the holster
Rude boy ragamuffin, roots and
It gets deep, I scuba dive the street
Then rise through concrete with new and beats
And kick emcees in they teeth with cleats
like war and peace but none the least

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

(Bootie Fiction)
Pharcyde mad hits, see ya man through
Some lab test, grab vest while I
To execute with acute precision, collision
Got caught up in the head bobbing, neck
And to get my polished shine networking
Merging, converging to split melon
Have you screaming yelling, bail in
The complete steez, cats look up to us
Like trapeze, they the way we swing it
It's the Roots inside guaranteed to bring it to nits
Got individuals residuals for the mic

(Chorus)

(Black Thought)
Yo, my network spit making your neck hurt
You're now in tune to the of the expert
A hundred flave-ahs of widespread chaos
About to blow the sextet of Miles Dave-ahs
Thought from the on the Phar-cidic
The blizzard isotona rap style, can fit it
The farmer, crush/kill the bad karma
Full body armor sounds, emcees can hit it

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

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

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

(Chorus x3)