Luyện nghe bài hát Sunshine In A Bag

Yo, yo, yo

'Cause I'm this, Gorillaz from the
Lyricist and my thoughts be
I spit the wickedest rhymes from a time that's existed
My futuristic linguistics turn fools statistics
I'm a lyrical misfit with a sadistic

I perform murderous acts on my tracks with a single
And if a boy want the test, then I be stampin' upon his
makin' a mess
Not a man could conceive the I'm consumin'
And I transform my cartoon pseudonym, turn to a human

I spit words from my mouth that be you inside out
And I tie knots in intestines like I'm a boy scout
That's 'em out
Now rearrangin' your whole skeletal
Then I find some Inch Nails to perform some acupuncture

When I punch ya, I rupture all of ribcage in a rage
And I you into a cartoon too then erase the page
I you back to the stone age with Barney and Fred Flintstone
Get Dino to take a machinos and force you to live home

I'ma take off like a jet pack better get back, rather back
I'ma make the crowd react and nod they heads until they neck
Life can flip while riding a skateboard and doin' a tic-tac
And leave your head in a spin like staring at table skid mats

I'm a lion, big cat
This is real talk, not big
Did ya get that? 'Cause I no small timer
I rhyme on big

Now feel the vibes I create, heavyweight
I'm about to detonate and
How I generate lyrics that levitate

To the top, my escalate
Accelerate and you panickin'
Take the ground from beneath your
Leave you Skywalkin' Anakin

I'm sharper than the of Zulu spears and Olympic javelins
My style is totally buck and most definitely happenin'
To brains I be tappin' in, to computers I be hackin' in
To me, I be out of this world aliens who were time travelin'

I'm dabblin' in the Fists of Fury technique I speak
Forget Karate Kid and wooden blocks, I chop from concrete
Concrete, concrete, concrete, w-w-well, well,

I've been stoned ever since the days of creation, been red
I'm a mad dred, so much havoc in Russel's head
My lyricism is just an aneurysm inside his brain
He plays the beat in a trance and he's feeling no pain

I could never be a racist because I possess so faces
I'm one of those beat-up bad wit' bags and a pair of
With lines longer than laces, I'm gracin' you my presence
The lyrics went flippin', makin' ya like effervescence

I pulverize and bamboozle, shake numb like a boodle
I smashed the top of head with a guitar I borrowed from Noodle
I'm as animated as Japanese causin' calamities
Some serious savory my roarous rhymes of reality

At the speed of sound, I'm wanderin'
The clown done to defeat us without tenacities or audacity
Don't you ever thought you beat us
Beat us, us, beat us