Luyện nghe bài hát Synthesizer

Intro: benjamin and george clinton *singing*

Everybody's got
On the way living
But see they fill your shoes
Life is made of half (illusion)
Forty percent (confusion)
Whatever's left I'm using to keep myself losing, yea
You know what I've been through (oooh)
Hell I might go you (ghetto boy that, won't eat, tonight)
Uh-oh, oh no-oahohh (that boy just wanna eat tonight)
Hey hey (he scuffles her booty and her face) hey hey
And mm-mmmmmm (mom I'm seekin that sir tea and some yea)
All in all it's all in my

one: big boi

You know it's high guy, from east p.i.
the realness of reality, you mad at me
Boi how you gonna me?
You want me to lolligag and that bullshit?
I refuse to play so I'm gon' that southern good shit
That harder than yo' shit, lil' shit
That y'all niggaz think about the trigger
Before you pull it, on stores and banks
Them folks got than enough bullets to put that ass
Off in the slang, don't no gang, we the niggaz
That did "ain't no thang but a chicken wang"
But though, how you gonna play a nigga like dildo
We outkast til over, barbeque and never mildo
For bro

"in tonight's news, century technology:
Has the computer age, scientists, and gone too far?
or frankenstein?
Dr. scholl's, or dr. and mr. hyde?
Are we into new ground,
Or digging our own story at 11"

Verse george clinton

Valley are horny tonight (synthesizer)
Fuzzy logic, pubic virginity (synthesizer)
oooh ooh .. (synthesizer)
Ooooh ooh .. (synthesizer)

Conceived under the influence of toxic wasted
Computer buggin debuggin device-a and vice
And viruses
Performing with laser light precision and verbal
For a lingustic lobotomy
you, a psycho-sodomy
Of the oblongata
Accept your mind down your and out your behind
you

Verse andre benjamin

Synthesizer, me
me a drug so I can make seven babies
Pump my breasts up, can you the fat up
make my life appear
Like ain't no such thing as bad
My, nose ain't
Like I a new one
Just your pick, a yellow red
A black or a one
reality, virtual, bullshit
Synthesizer preachers can you
Up in the
Who a
me my gat so I can smoke this nigga
Tell his not to cry
Because they can clone him
Than it took his to make him
bitin verbatim
Thought provokin records never played dem
Instant, grits, new, improved
Hurry hurry, rush rush, on the move
Marijuana illegal but cool
I might look kinda funny but I ain't no
Now if you wanna I emp-athize
Now if you wanna I emp-athize
But if you synthesize I will
synthesizer man

Verse four: george

Ghetto boy horny
Scsi with a booty in a
Problem sinkin down and out
So sleepy, playing safe in
(synthesizer)
Cybersexy (synthesizer)
Web walkin in the
Digital good time, good time
she'd lapdance on your laptop
While laptop's in your lap
good time, digital good time
Cybersexy
Web in the nude
Digital time, digital good time
she'd tapdance on your laptop
While laptop's in your lap
Digital good time, good time
Digital good time, digital good
Cybersexy
Web in the nude
good time, digital good time
Digital good time, digital good
Fuzzy logic, groovy..