Luyện nghe bài hát Technicians

Is 1985,
In KC on a bus ride,
the 56th side,
Not too knew that 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 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 somethin' he 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 Technician do the sets who the crew,
The thing 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 it the medic for you tweakers,
Ahead of the medicine to soothe creatures,
You're pathetic if no believer,
we all are energetic and eager.
Come alive when you walking by side with me.
Fly the skies and get high me.
On this you won't collide,
confide 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,
would be the case 'cause 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 you're a Technician,
Put ammunition,
And hands up in the sky.
This is a addiction,
Live to this if ya a till ya die.

2:]
My people all know what a is,
of 'em want to diss,
Don't unless you want the biz.
It ain't nothin' but real in my circle, not them phony chicks,
don't know what I mean when I say elbow macaroni bitch.
They know I'm drinking,
The looking right,
know what I'm thinking,
The even 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 never see you,
YEAH!
Bitch.
You a Technician,
You know the pledge,
But you said you listen,
Guess you the Shit huh?
Disrespect that trick get done.
The moral of the is we warriors,
Notorious for the of core,
to roar he is glorious.
Technician 1,
The Mission 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 you're a 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 want it.
We calamity,
That snake and bat we it.
Unforgettable,
formidable,
the mid, the MO,
we run it.
You don't gotta 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 I was taking molly in '03.
We can take we so deep.
I bet you got us on yo' street.
I'm tryna a spot that's 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,
'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 till ya die.