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 clothes at the Gap, I really how to rap
I like root on tap and I'm a shorty strapped
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 rappin I've been Ebony 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, year 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 for years
And I never been a sucker in to my peers
The Stet says a rhyme, I'm on time
Wait a minute - let me think of my next
Ehm -
Ehm -
Ehm -

I eat at BBQ, days are through
I like it in Charles, I like miami too
I was in San Diego had to visit the zoo
And I don't like used cars, so buy one new
I'm readin Stephen King, Joan ain't my thing
I got beef, I give (Name) a ring
I with Walter and Lumumba in an Aero Star
Yo Wise, a little bit of that guitar

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

(Delite)
you
And in class love when it's time to spar
I tape the daytime on a VCR
I drink milk to give my tummy a rest
I use? in the cause I don't like?
I eat my ice creams slow, call bro
And when I had a yoyo, I had the one that
I to make go-karts, now rappin is my art
Scott La Rock still lives my heart

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

me MC Delite a/k/a Shaheed
Here to teach and lead by my rhymin
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 love to cool and with a girl that's real
She will chill at my place and I will cook the
I've been so places and saw many faces
One city I was the city of Vegas
Othe night never quits, legit
And the only cheered at the end of a skit
Oh, one other fact, I 300 smack
But soon I got the bets and I won it all

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

(*scratching of*)
(Stet Troop)

(*Human Mix Wise plays 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 a dame
Like the Empire State recognition I gain
Stet Troop and a beat, the world of is complete
A lotta records are weak, but one is unique
Like were just grapes, crushin suckers we hate
Yo Wise, in on time, but not too late

(*Human Mix Machine Wise plays his 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 beats in the bed, I be creatin instead
booge in crowds, we can boogie alone
Though the music is loud in a 3D zone
Stet appearance react like a deck stacked
And Radio Shack we're all over the damn map

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

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


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