Luyện nghe bài hát Stet Troop '88!

(*Human Mix Machine beatboxing*)

(all)


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(*scratching of*)
(Prince Paul)
(DBC)
(Wise)
(The Band)
(Fruitkwan)
(Delite)
(Daddy-O)

(Daddy-O)
I buy my at the Gap, I really know how to rap
I like root beer on tap and I'm a shorty
And Run once said I'm proud to be black
And if I sat on a bus, it wouldn't be in the
And I reside in the East and all the Gods say
And every since I started I've been Ebony Chief
And if I the Pepsi Challenge, I'd choose Dr. Brown
Yo Wise, let me hear that Stet sound

(*Human Mix Wise plays his 'human guitar'*)

(Daddy-O)
Some people call me Kareem, at they call me Glen
I was on tour last year, year I'll do it again
And I'm not a politician I know all my rights
I had a fight with a cop just last
my girl 'my dear', been shootin guns for years
And I never been a sucker givin in to my
The Stet says a rhyme, I'm always on
a minute - let me think of my next line
Ehm -
Ehm -
Ehm -

I eat at BBQ, meat-eatin days are
I like it in Lake Charles, I like too
When I was in San Diego had to the zoo
And I don't used cars, so I'ma buy one new
I'm readin Stephen King, Joan Collins my thing
Whenever I got beef, I (Name) a ring
I with Walter and Lumumba in an Aero Star
Yo Wise, a little bit of that human

(*Human Mix Machine plays his 'human guitar'*)

(Delite)
you
And in karate class love it's time to spar
I the daytime soaps on a VCR
I drink low-fat milk to give my tummy a
I use? in the shower I don't like?
I eat my ice slow, call Puerto-Ricans bro
And I had a yoyo, I had the one that glowed
I used to make go-karts, now is my art
Scott La Rock lives inside my heart

(Delite)
Now I'm a lover of hats, I money in stracks
to watch The Box, music video tracks
Always stayed in school, my raised no fool
And if I any rules, then my pops got rude

Call me MC a/k/a Shaheed
to teach and lead by my rhymin spree
Make the crowd yell 'ho' I go solo
Yo Wise, give me a of what you gave Daddy-O

(*Human Mix Machine Wise his 'human guitar'*)

(Delite)
I to cool and relax with a girl that's real
She chill at my place and I will cook the meal
I've so many places and saw many faces
One I remember was the city of Vegas
night never quits, prostitution's legit
And the crowd only at the end of a skit
Oh, one other fact, I lost 300
But soon I got the bets and I won it all

(*Human Mix Wise plays his 'human guitar'*)

(*scratching of*)
(Stet Troop)

(*Human Mix Machine Wise plays his guitar'*)

(Fruitkwan)
All my are gold, on the mic I'm bold
Don't play me like I'm a kid, I'm 24 old
I like to fly in a plane, a woman a dame
Like the Empire State recognition I gain
Stet and a beat, the world of Stet is complete
A records are weak, but this one is unique
Like they were just grapes, crushin we hate
Yo Wise, in on time, but not too late

(*Human Mix Machine Wise his 'human guitar'*)

(Fruitkwan)
On I build, the weekends I chill
And the you listen, you detect the skill
you think in your head about the lyric I said
You kick beats in the bed, I be instead
People booge in crowds, we can boogie
the music is loud you're in a 3D zone
Stet appearance react a deck that's stacked
And like Shack we're all over the damn map

(*Human Mix Machine Wise his 'human guitar'*)

(all)
We like mics, we ride ninja bikes
We don't heavy metal and we don't wear spikes
We're as a fam, we operate six man
And if you call us a group, you get a slam
Fruitkwan tailors clothes, Delite waxes
And we both rock house with
Paul's on the Technics, kicks the beats
And DBC is on the keys the drum machine


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