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

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

Trans-hypnotic robotic can't it
No limits to this style you know you lock it
First you it, rock it and then you stock it
But I've got the styles that are in the pocket
Like a bird floating down on a New York
thought in the mind is a planted seed
So watch the mind or the thoughts stack
Before you know it they're boomeranging on
Well I'm the of Boogle there is none higher
I get eleven points off the word
Fools see me and that's how it is
And how I like it and that's my biz

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

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

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

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

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