Luyện nghe bài hát Syntax Era

Chorus repeated once: busta rhymes, dinco d & charlie

Dinco, dinco, go
Go charlie, go
Charlie. go busta,
Go busta. you know we got

1:
When it to shoutouts
Boogie is here don't fear.
The just step to it. now I drive.
Come alive the bottom to the top.
Temptation or makes you wanna stop.
But (I you, and you know me)
C.b.m.c. given to me by d.
That's as I look at all the videos.
Wack stage shows, wack flows.
Biters writers. (example the sample).
It was an age under and a back.
The girlie's screaming having a cardiac.
Like seizures no
comatose double dose anaesthesia.
Damn. (damn) I say.
What are you doing! , I dare at stare so yo
Come do me, it's or rather should I say it's on.
The mental I continue with.
My song yeah we've got jumping with no understandings of
The east stomp. fam understand.
other brothers watch our videos the vidiots discover.

2:
(it's another case) wow! (base).
Why is everybody always on me.
Now see our games played.
I'm donkey fat freak the notes.
Flip the run the jewels.
(the of the new school).
Yet I when I rhyme (you know, you know)
Always the scenario.

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3:
For the valley pete's sake tea makes.
A ace in a hole
You gold, only sold to who
Was now trembling remembering
When I and down listen wait.
Who's that coming around sounding that sound.
I guess dinco, milo, busta, and bro! wn.
Four minds of two run one with the sun.
I love my father, mother, my brother, and the
That come from all over the to trace the base.
Inspector I wonder is true though.
Oh no, no security.
Nets human casualties
for raw regrets in beat societies.
Lessons speak,
be strong. keep away from weak in the years long.
Life let loose leading leftbacks.
And misguided youth letting lack.
Levels of truth. ma' no hands.
likes lots of love only lasting cause I'm asking.
Could we be average not savage,
But near newly more duty, more terror.
to my girl.
"whoops era!

Verse 3: rhymes
cat do this, do that.
Wanna do ?
Do this.
Chicky chubaka.
getty gothca.
Ah man, all of a people say I be buggin'
Rugged culture musikal hip-hop! I be
Gimme, gimme, something.
something for nothing.
Rich blood of the poor I see you.
Hickory, dickory.
Hay out for the trickery.
happened to creativity, dignity, integrity.
Hey mr. sneaky-one try to read my mind.
Just worry about yours, because I'm getting mines.
Leaders a commitment to keep this type of music.
forever.
Whatever, whatever.
We live in an era where errors made to
an error, but I think that's kinda better.
Understand that and how you use it.
Rap is business music, hip-hop is music.
Now you get to see the one sun super dumb.
Dance around because you that we doin' it for fun.
and trippin'.
You little sucker you slippin'
Lay over my lap bacause I'm
you a whippen.
Trippin', dippin' and
Stop the crying.
I don't what you tryi! n'
You stop lyin'.
With correct intellect, wetter, and better.
As I straight.
Check my era.

to god, 1993, shit is solid.

2nd chorus repeated three

We are the l. (what!)
We are the o. (what!)
We are the n. (what!)
We are the s. (what!)

Chorus repeated three