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)
Devastating creating, innovating
Got you anticipating the of the Cyde
you worry, hold it down just like Burry (?)
Well-seasoned curry from India or Jamaica
Bring yuh gal to de mi posse may tek her
cake her, how we're flipping thoughts skipping
Ready for the sabotage the entourage
Take her somewhere remote, got her open a cargo pod
Our blend like camouflage
You be wondering what's like Rog

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

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

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

(Black Thought)
You aside, talk/hustle is the way we survive
your ears, your clothes, your eyes then look alive
The high, draw swift out the holster
Rude boy ragamuffin, roots and
It deep, I scuba dive beneath the street
Then rise through concrete with new and improved
And kick 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 and attracted to this matter it's
Like a magnet, truly expression through
Two rap bands exploring foreign lands
With the mic in I cold took command
You to destroy, we here to build and plan
Hella faded from the trees we bought,
Cause you can get caught by the
Verbal assault, Pharcyde and Thought

(Bootie Fiction)
make mad hits, see ya man through
Some lab test, grab vest I commence
To execute acute precision, cause collision
Got up in the head bobbing, neck jerking
And trying to get my polished networking
Merging, converging to your melon
Have you yelling, crew bail in
The complete steez, young cats up to us
trapeze, they love the way we swing it
It's the inside 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 flave-ahs of widespread chaos
About to blow like the sextet of Miles
Thought from the on the Phar-cidic
The isotona rap style, y'all can fit it
The head farmer, crush/kill the bad
body armor sounds, emcees can never hit it

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

(Bootie Fiction)
Niggas green with envy like they had gamma
Find it hard to compete with, I'm on some shit
Climbing, you're on it like Carlich (?)
My I always polish it up till it's shining
Like a brother with a 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 shit down like a towering inferno
and connecting them peckish grooves
To make you move, move you all you fall
Verbal when we spray words on the mic like aerosol

(Chorus x3)