Luyện nghe bài hát Synthesizer

Intro: andre benjamin and george *singing*

got opinions
On the way you're
But see they can't fill your
Life is made of illusion (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 go through you (ghetto boy that, won't eat, tonight)
Uh-oh, oh no-oahohh (that boy just wanna eat tonight)
Hey hey (he scuffles with her and her face) hey hey
And mm-mmmmmm (mom I'm seekin sir tea and some soup yea)
All in all all in my head

one: big boi

You know it's that guy, from east p.i.
the realness of reality, you mad at me
Boi how you handle me?
You want me to and talk that bullshit?
I refuse to play so I'm gon' speak southern good shit
harder than yo' hood shit, lil' shit
That make y'all 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 that "ain't no but a chicken wang"
But still though, how you gonna a nigga like dildo
We outkast til it's over, barbeque and never
For bro

"in news, 20th century technology:
Has the computer age, scientists, and doctors gone too
or frankenstein?
Dr. scholl's, or dr. jekyll and mr.
Are we into new ground,
Or digging our own graves? at 11"

Verse two: george

girls are horny tonight (synthesizer)
Fuzzy logic, their pubic (synthesizer)
oooh ooh .. (synthesizer)
Ooooh ooh .. (synthesizer)

Conceived under the of toxic wasted doctors
Computer buggin device-a and vice versa
And viruses
Performing with laser light and verbal incision
For a lingustic ballistic
you, a psycho-sodomy
Of the oblongata
Accept your mind your spine and out your behind
you

Verse three: benjamin

Synthesizer, me
Give me a drug so I can seven babies
Pump my up, can you suck the fat up
Please make my appear
Like ain't no thing as bad luck
My, ain't right
I need a new one
Just your pick, a yellow red
A black or a one
Virtual reality, virtual,
preachers can reach you
Up in the
Who a
Give me my gat so I can smoke this
his mamma not to cry
Because they can him quicker
Than it took his daddy to him
bitin verbatim
Thought provokin records radio played dem
Instant, grits, new, improved
Hurry hurry, rush rush, on the move
illegal but ciggarettes cool
I might look funny but I ain't no fool
Now if you synthesize I emp-athize
Now if you wanna synthesize I
But if you synthesize I will
Your man

four: george clinton

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