Luyện nghe bài hát Technicians

Is 1985,
In KC on a bus ride,
From the side,
Not too many that it was alive,
But they spread it so now they to Technicians worldwide.

1:]
Listen!
Trying to is the mission,
We you a position,
Where will rule and condition your brain.
To actin' a fool is the vision,
Lou is tradition,
And the way to be to your living is strange.
We in peace,
But if you be dumb and beef,
A gun is he wanna be young and speak,
Imma his beak.
He's a woman, he the one and brung in for the cunning beast.
Hit a lung and, seep dung, and sleep long in tongue, full of gum and teeth.
It's a Technician do the sets who diss the crew,
The best for you to do,
Is to let the see who the vet is, and miss the new seekers,
who the fuck is coming through these speakers.
Never forget it the for you tweakers,
of the medicine developed to soothe creatures,
You're pathetic if no believer,
we all are energetic and eager.
Come alive when you walking side by with me.
Fly the skies and get 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 demon they lay,
But if he breathing it been an angel by his side like Sunday,
Never would be the case 'cause my clique 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 your up in the sky.
is a strong addiction,
Live to this if ya a Technician ya die.

2:]
My people all what a Bianca is,
Most of 'em to diss,
come unless you want the biz.
It ain't nothin' but women in my circle, not them phony chicks,
That don't know 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 equal fear.
Cuz I'm to (?),
And get the peers,
Out of my life I never see you,
YEAH!
Bitch.
You a Technician,
You know the pledge,
But you that you listen,
you misunderstood the Shit huh?
Disrespect that trick get done.
The moral of the is we warriors,
Notorious for the of core,
Ready to he is glorious.
Technician 1,
The leave em sprung,
a (???),
And if you it's a gun.

Technicians!
Owoh! Owoh! Owoh!
Others got a clue,
They 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.
This is a addiction,
to this if ya a Technician till ya die.

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

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,
Live to this if ya a Technician ya die.