Luyện nghe bài hát Synthesizer

Intro: benjamin and george clinton *singing*

got opinions
On the way you're
But see they fill your shoes
Life is made of illusion (illusion)
Forty confusion (confusion)
Whatever's I'm using to keep myself from losing, yea
You don't know what been through (oooh)
Hell I go through you (ghetto boy that, won't eat, tonight)
Uh-oh, oh no-oahohh (that little boy just 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 it's all in my

Verse big boi

You know it's high guy, from east p.i.
Spittin the of reality, you mad at me
Boi how you gonna me?
You want me to lolligag and talk bullshit?
I refuse to play so I'm gon' speak southern good shit
That than yo' hood shit, lil' shit
That y'all niggaz think about the trigger
you pull it, on liquor stores and banks
Them folks got more than enough 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 play a nigga like
We outkast til it's over, barbeque and mildo
For bro

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

Verse george clinton

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

Conceived under the influence of toxic wasted
Computer buggin debuggin device-a and versa
And various
Performing with light precision and verbal incision
For a lingustic ballistic
you, a psycho-sodomy
Of the oblongata
Accept mind down your spine and out your behind
you

Verse three: benjamin

Synthesizer, me
Give me a drug so I can make babies
Pump my up, can you suck the fat up
make my life appear
Like ain't no such thing as bad
My, ain't right
I need a new one
Just your pick, a yellow red
A or a blue one
reality, virtual, bullshit
Synthesizer can reach you
Up in the
Who a
me my gat so I can smoke this nigga
his mamma not to cry
Because can clone him quicker
Than it his daddy to make him
bitin verbatim
Thought records radio never played dem
Instant, grits, new, improved
Hurry hurry, rush, world on the move
Marijuana but ciggarettes cool
I might look kinda funny but I no fool
Now if you wanna synthesize I
Now if you synthesize I emp-athize
But if you synthesize I understand
synthesizer man

Verse george clinton

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