Luyện nghe bài hát Technicians

Is 1985,
In KC on a bus ride,
From the 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 for the cunning beast.
Hit a and, seep dung, and sleep long in deep tongue, full of gum and teeth.
when a Technician do the sets who diss the crew,
The thing for you to do,
Is to let the see who the vet is, and miss the new seekers,
Wonder who the fuck is coming through speakers.
Never it the medic for you tweakers,
Ahead of the developed to soothe creatures,
pathetic if you're no believer,
'cause we all are and eager.
Come alive when you side by side with me.
Fly the skies and get high me.
On this ride you 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 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 you're a Technician,
Put ammunition,
And hands 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,
of 'em want to diss,
Don't come unless you the biz.
It ain't nothin' but real women in my circle, not phony chicks,
That don't what I mean when I say elbow macaroni bitch.
They what I'm drinking,
The ladies right,
They know I'm thinking,
The even hype,
The be geekin',
The red, the black, and white,
The soldiers 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 know the pledge,
But you said you listen,
Guess you misunderstood the Shit
that Tech trick get done.
The moral of the is we warriors,
for the hordes of core,
Ready to 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 hands 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,
snake and bat we flaunt it.
Unforgettable,
formidable,
the mid, the MO,
we run it.
You don't gotta know that I really it when I said that I was gonna make the mainstream go me.
rappin' like 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 find a that's big enough,
So that all of my 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 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.