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 like beer on tap and I'm a shorty strapped
And like Run said I'm proud to be black
And if I sat on a bus, it be in the back
And I reside in the East and all the Gods say
And every I started rappin I've been Ebony Chief
And if I took the Challenge, I'd choose Dr. Brown
Yo Wise, let me hear that Troop sound

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

(Daddy-O)
people call me Kareem, at work they call 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 last night
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
a minute - let me think of my next line
Ehm -
Ehm -
Ehm -

I eat at BBQ, meat-eatin are through
I like it in Lake Charles, I like too
When I was in San Diego had to the zoo
And I don't like cars, so I'ma buy one new
I'm readin Stephen King, Collins ain't my thing
Whenever I got beef, I (Name) a ring
I cool with Walter and 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 when it's to spar
I tape the daytime on a VCR
I drink low-fat milk to my tummy a rest
I use? in the cause I don't like?
I eat my ice creams slow, Puerto-Ricans bro
And I had a yoyo, I had the one that glowed
I to make go-karts, now rappin is my art
Scott La still lives inside my heart

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

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

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

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

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

(*scratching of*)
(Stet Troop)

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

(Fruitkwan)
All my sneakers are gold, on the mic I'm
Don't me like I'm a kid, I'm 24 years old
I like to fly in a plane, call a woman a
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
Like they were just grapes, crushin suckers we
Yo Wise, in on time, but not too late

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

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

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

(all)
We cordless mics, we ride ninja bikes
We sing heavy metal and we don't wear spikes
We're classified as a fam, we six man
And if you call us a group, you get a body
Fruitkwan clothes, Delite waxes foes
And we both rock house with
on the Technics, Wise kicks the beats
And DBC is on the with the drum machine


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