Luyện nghe bài hát Technicians

Is 1985,
In KC on a bus ride,
the 56th side,
Not too many knew it was alive,
But they spread it so now they tied to worldwide.

1:]
Listen!
Trying to is the mission,
We you a position,
Where Tech will and condition your brain.
To know a fool is the vision,
Lou is tradition,
And the way to be true to living is strange.
We in peace,
But if you wanna be and beef,
A gun is he wanna be young and speak,
numb his beak.
He's a woman, he the one and brung in meat for the beast.
Hit a lung and, seep dung, and sleep long in tongue, full of gum and teeth.
It's when a do the sets who diss the crew,
The best for you to do,
Is to let the clique see who the vet is, and the new seekers,
who the fuck is coming through these speakers.
Never it the medic for you tweakers,
Ahead of the medicine to soothe creatures,
You're if you're no believer,
we all are energetic and eager.
Come alive when you side by side with me.
Fly the and get high with me.
On this you won't collide,
Just in me,
Try me,
Ye violently.
the way,
You got to pay,
My people to spray,
And buck a till they lay,
But if he breathing it musta been an angel by his like Sunday,
Never would be the case my clique ready to ride when I say:

Technicians!
Owoh! Owoh! Owoh!
Others got a clue,
comin' through,
Suspicion.
We do,
The Shit,
We do,
'Cause if you not the crew,
you is our mission.
If a born Technician,
Put ammunition,
And hands up in the sky.
This is a addiction,
to this if ya a Technician till ya die.

2:]
My people all know a Bianca is,
Most of 'em to diss,
Don't come unless you the biz.
It ain't but real women in my circle, not them phony chicks,
don't know what I mean when I say elbow macaroni bitch.
They what I'm drinking,
The looking right,
They what I'm thinking,
The babies hype,
The be geekin',
The red, the black, and white,
The beef seekin'.
All of my here,
and the bullies(?),
Are gonna fear.
Cuz I'm to (?),
And get the peers,
Out of my life I wanna see you,
YEAH!
Bitch.
You a Technician,
You don't the pledge,
But you said you listen,
Guess you misunderstood the huh?
that Tech trick get done.
The moral of the is we warriors,
Notorious for the of core,
Ready to he is glorious.
number 1,
The Mission em sprung,
a (???),
And if you listen a gun.

Technicians!
Owoh! Owoh! Owoh!
Others got a clue,
comin' through,
Suspicion.
We do,
The Shit,
We do,
'Cause if you not the crew,
you is our mission.
If a born Technician,
Put ammunition,
And your up in the sky.
is a strong addiction,
Live to if ya a Technician till ya die.

3:]
We are family,
That shit we on it.
We be damaging.
To all you punks want it.
We calamity,
That and bat we flaunt it.
Unforgettable,
formidable,
the mid, the MO,
we run it.
You don't gotta know that I meant it when I said that I was gonna make the mainstream go me.
Still rappin' like I'm a pillow,
Off of the killer,
More like I was taking in '03.
We can take we so deep.
I bet you got us on yo' street.
I'm tryna find a spot big enough,
So all of my people can meet!

Technicians!
Owoh! Owoh! Owoh!
Others got a clue,
They through,
Suspicion.
We do,
The Shit,
We do,
if you not with the crew,
you is our mission.
If a born Technician,
Put ammunition,
And your up in the sky.
This is a addiction,
Live to this if ya a Technician ya die.