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 root 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 in the East and all the Gods say peace
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 that Stet Troop sound

(*Human Mix Machine Wise plays his 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 I know all my rights
I had a fight a cop just last night
Address my girl 'my dear', shootin guns for years
And I never been a givin 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 miami too
I was in San Diego had to visit 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 give (Name) a
I cool with Walter and in an Aero Star
Yo Wise, a bit of that human guitar

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

(Delite)
you
And in karate class love when it's to spar
I tape the soaps on a VCR
I drink low-fat to give my tummy a rest
I in the shower cause I don't like?
I eat my ice creams slow, call 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 of hats, I make money in stracks
Love to watch The Box, music video
Always in school, my mother raised no fool
And if I any rules, then my pops got rude

Call me MC a/k/a Shaheed
Here to teach and by my rhymin spree
Make the 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 girl 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 never quits, prostitution's legit
And the crowd 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 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, call a a dame
Like the State it's recognition I gain
Troop and a beat, the world of Stet is complete
A records are weak, but this one is unique
Like they were just grapes, crushin suckers we
Yo Wise, come in on time, but not too

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

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

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

(all)
We like mics, we ride 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 foes
And we both house with Daddy-O
Paul's on the Technics, Wise the beats
And DBC is on the keys with the machine


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