Luyện nghe bài hát Sunshine In A Bag

Yo, yo, yo

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

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

I spit words my mouth that be turnin' you inside out
And I tie knots in intestines just I'm a boy scout
workin' 'em out
Now your whole skeletal structure
I find some Nine Inch Nails to perform some acupuncture

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

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

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

Now feel the I create, this heavyweight
I'm to detonate and demonstrate
How I generate that supernaturally levitate

To the top, my escalate
Accelerate and leave you
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 wild and most definitely
To your brains I be tappin' in, to computers I be in
To me, I be out of world like aliens who were time travelin'

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

been stoned ever since the days of creation, I've been red
I'm a mad dred, causin' so much havoc in Russel's
My lyricism is like an aneurysm inside his brain
He plays the beat in a trance and never feeling no pain

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

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

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