Luyện nghe bài hát Synthesizer

Intro: andre benjamin and clinton *singing*

Everybody's got
On the way you're
But see they can't fill shoes
Life is made of half (illusion)
Forty confusion (confusion)
Whatever's left I'm using to keep myself losing, yea
You don't know what I've been (oooh)
Hell I might go through you (ghetto boy that, 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 (mom I'm seekin that sir tea and some soup yea)
All in all it's all in my

Verse big boi

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

"in news, 20th century technology:
Has the age, scientists, and doctors 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 girls are tonight (synthesizer)
Fuzzy logic, pubic virginity (synthesizer)
Ooooh ooh .. (synthesizer)
oooh ooh .. (synthesizer)

Conceived under the of toxic wasted doctors
Computer buggin device-a and vice versa
And viruses
Performing laser light precision and verbal incision
For a lingustic lobotomy
Mind-fuckin you, a
Of the medula
Accept your mind down your spine and out behind
you

Verse three: benjamin

Synthesizer, me
Give me a so I can make seven babies
Pump my breasts up, can you the fat up
Please my life appear
ain't no such thing as bad luck
My, nose ain't
Like I a new one
Just take pick, a yellow red
A or a blue one
Virtual reality, virtual,
Synthesizer can reach you
Up in the
Who a
me my gat so I can smoke this nigga
Tell his not to cry
they can clone him quicker
Than it took his daddy to him
Niggaz bitin
Thought provokin records never played dem
Instant, grits, new, improved
Hurry hurry, rush rush, on the move
Marijuana but ciggarettes cool
I look kinda funny but I ain't no fool
Now if you wanna synthesize I
Now if you wanna I emp-athize
But if you synthesize I will
Your man

Verse four: clinton

Ghetto boy tonight
Scsi a booty in a cage
Problem sinkin and stretchin out
So sleepy, playing in cyberspace
(synthesizer)
wendy (synthesizer)
Web in the nude
Digital good time, digital good
Said lapdance on your laptop
your laptop's in your lap
Digital good time, digital time
wendy
Web in the nude
Digital good time, digital good
she'd tapdance on your laptop
While laptop's in your lap
Digital good time, digital time
Digital good time, digital time
Cybersexy
Web in the nude
Digital good time, good time
Digital good time, digital good
logic, it's groovy..