Luyện nghe bài hát Stet Troop '88!

(*Human Mix Wise 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 root beer on tap and I'm a shorty strapped
And like Run once said I'm to be black
And if I sat on a bus, it wouldn't be in the
And I in the East and all the Gods say peace
And every since I started rappin I've been Chief
And if I the Pepsi Challenge, I'd choose Dr. Brown
Yo Wise, let me hear Stet Troop sound

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

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

I eat at BBQ, meat-eatin days are
I like it in Lake Charles, I miami 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 ain't my thing
Whenever I got beef, I (Name) a ring
I cool with Walter and Lumumba in an Star
Yo Wise, a little bit of that human

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

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

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

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

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

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

(*Human Mix Machine Wise 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 I'm a kid, I'm 24 years old
I to fly in a plane, call a woman a dame
Like the Empire State it's recognition I
Stet and a beat, the world of Stet is complete
A lotta records are weak, but this one is
they were just grapes, crushin suckers we hate
Yo Wise, come in on time, but not too

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

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

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

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


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