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 beer on tap and I'm a shorty
And like Run once I'm proud 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 I've been Ebony Chief
And if I took the Pepsi Challenge, I'd Dr. Brown
Yo Wise, let me that 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 year I'll do it
And though I'm not a politician I know all my
I had a fight with a cop just night
Address my girl 'my dear', been guns for years
And I never been a sucker in to my peers
The Stet says a rhyme, I'm always on
Wait a minute - let me of my next line
Ehm -
Ehm -
Ehm -

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

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

(Delite)
you
And in karate class love 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 shower cause I like?
I eat my ice slow, call Puerto-Ricans 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 inside my heart

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

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

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

(Delite)
I love to and relax 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 remember was the of Vegas
night never quits, prostitution's legit
And the only cheered at the end of a skit
Oh, one other fact, I 300 smack
But soon I got the and I won it all back

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

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

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

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

(all)
We like cordless mics, we ride ninja
We don't heavy 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, Delite waxes
And we both rock house with
Paul's on the Technics, kicks the beats
And DBC is on the with the drum machine


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