Luyện nghe bài hát Network - Black Thought

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

(Bootie Fiction)
rhyme creating, innovating
Got you anticipating the arrival of the
Don't you worry, hold it down like Burry (?)
like curry from India or Jamaica
Bring yuh gal to de show mi may tek her
Then cake her, how we're flipping thoughts
Ready for the sabotage the entourage
her somewhere remote, got her open like a cargo pod
Our blend like camouflage
You be wondering what's happened Rog

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

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

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

(Black Thought)
You tossed aside, talk/hustle is the way we
Cover ears, your clothes, your eyes then look alive
The most high, draw out the holster
Rude boy ragamuffin, and culture
It gets deep, I scuba dive beneath the
Then through concrete with new and improved beats
And emcees in they teeth with steel cleats
Extreme like war and peace but the least

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

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

(Chorus)

(Black Thought)
Yo, my network spit shit making your hurt
now in tune to the sounds of the expert
A hundred of this widespread chaos
About to blow like the sextet of Miles
Thought the Illafive on the Phar-cidic
The isotona rap style, y'all can fit it
The farmer, crush/kill the bad karma
Full armor sounds, emcees can never hit it

(Slimkid3)
Venom when I it, backdraft when we lit it
Blow like chemical contents, I exercise this
Who done cause we did this, booked and fingerprinted
Unlimited turn, early bird catches the
My penicillin heals, taking turns we trying to
Rub me down like lubriderm, we the cure and you're the
Embalm you with the fluid, make you do it sherm
you up until the end of the term

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

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

(Chorus x3)