Luyện nghe bài hát Putting Shame In Your Game (Prunes Remix)

Beastie Beastie Beastie Beastie Boys gettin' on the spot
all kinds of shame in the game you got
We keep the movin' to the broad day light
G-E-T-L-I-V-E

robotic can't stop it
No to this style you know you can't lock it
you mock it, rock it and then you stock it
But I've got the that are always in the pocket
Like a bird floating on a New York breeze
Every thought in the mind is a seed
So the mind or the thoughts will stack
Before you it they're boomeranging on back
Well I'm the king of Boogle there is higher
I get eleven points off the 'quagmire'
can't see me and that's how it is
And that's how I it and that's my biz

Beastie Beastie gettin' live on the spot
Puttin' all kinds of in the game you got
We keep the movin' to the broad day light
alright

Time's an illusion as the moments by
Too fast to really though we may try
Deny, we die, ooh my my
thoughts that mislead and then multiply
Second by second and by minute
"It's lotto you gotta be" "in it to win it"
mind breakin' on their own demise
Lies tax to the max and they'll be feelin' those
So tell me what you need you have got
Fiending on power will make your blood
It starts the greed and then goes all wrong
why we can't all just get along
We're all like a Lego set
One equaling one together a croquette
we have or have not yet met
Well, it ain't no thing and it ain't no

Beastie Boys gettin' live on the spot
Puttin' all of shame in the game you got
We keep the party movin' to the day light
G-E-T-L-I-V-E

You're in a panic and it's rattled your brain
The selfish just can't maintain
But these are the breaks you try and come fake
Don't come with the rhymes you just half baked
I'm the Benihana chef on the SP12
I chop the fuck out the left on the shelf
You be like 'Hello Nasty, you been?'
It's time you the grimy beats out the dungeon
I outside the house with my Walkman on
I get so hyped I hear this song
gonna keep me happy like all day long
So go and talk cause it just makes me strong
Don't grease my with your filthy cash
spreading like a rash
I stick around or I might be a fad
But I won't sell my for no TV ad

Beastie Beastie Boys gettin' on the spot
Puttin' all kinds of shame in the you got
We keep the party movin' to the broad day
alright