Luyện nghe bài hát Syntax Era

Chorus repeated once: busta rhymes, d & charlie brown

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

1:
When it to shoutouts
Boogie brown is here fear.
The clear just to it. now I drive.
Come from the bottom to the top.
Temptation or confusion makes you stop.
But (I know you, and you me)
C.b.m.c. to me by chuck d.
That's as I look at all the videos.
Wack shows, wack page flows.
Biters writers. (example the sample).
It was an age and a stage back.
The screaming she's having a cardiac.
Like epileptic no
comatose double dose anaesthesia.
Damn. (damn) I say.
are you doing! , I dare at your stare so yo
Come do me, done or rather should I say it's on.
The mental instrumental I with.
My song yeah got jumping jerks with no understandings of
The east stomp. fam understand.
Several other brothers our videos the vidiots discover.

2:
(it's just case) wow! (base).
Why is everybody always on me.
Now let's see our played.
I'm donkey kong fat the notes.
Flip the run the jewels.
(the of the new school).
Yet I shine I rhyme (you know, you know)
remember 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 told now trembling
When I and down listen wait.
that coming around sounding like that sound.
I it's dinco, milo, busta, and bro! wn.
Four of two kinds run one with the sun.
I love my father, mother, my brother, and the
That come from all over the to trace the base.
clouseau I wonder is true though.
Oh no, no security.
straight human casualties
Call for raw in beat societies.
must speak,
Stand be strong. keep from weak in the years long.
Life leaders let loose leftbacks.
And misguided youth letting lack.
of truth. look ma' no hands.
Lend likes lots of love lasting cause I'm asking.
we be above average not savage,
But near more duty, more than terror.
to my girl.
"whoops era!

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

Word to god, 1993, 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 three times