Luyện nghe bài hát We Are The Future

We are - the future ... future!

Bill]
Aiyyo we murderous, I be holdin' more than Thermoses,
You get your house takin' at the shoot out,
With secret servicemen, it's Ill Non Phixion!
We pop biscuits at pop musicians -
hip-hop, you get your mop twisted!
Breakdance, every bone in your body!
Bury you alive, and dance on your like Rock Steady!
A rappers bein' pussy like Tom Petty!
I told you 'The Future Is Now', me if y'all ready!
to the Ghost of Christ, the poltergeist,
Design a prototype mind control - overpriced to anybody!
Then sold it to Gates for eight billion,
I bought the State buildin', gave it to the children!
Hold the nine milli, really close to villain,
up with the fresh philly, stone blind, in the snow blizzard,
Legend has it before war I worshipped Satan,
human blood and have orgies amongst Masons,
Catchin' brain the president's wife,
The can suck my dick - so I could bust my shit,
Hits the bong with Tom Brokaw,
Twist my dust up with Bible pages and folklore,
Like a coke straw in a clinic, I'm inapropriate,
My people stay blooded out - Soviets!
Blow off the rim an exploda-motorola flip,
Leave you soakin' wet, a hot tub, pussy, coke, and Moet!

Red]
I spit the cold shit at chicks to make nipples pop out!
Flip the coke for bricks when the single hops out!
Luxury whips, equipped for rap and drop-outs,
celebrities, double D bitches are knockouts!
Never leave the hood cats, two dollar sandwich rats,
With a soda, medicated twice we ogre!
Double blunts, we Non Phixion, game over,
My man solo shit on got the game sober,
How I Became a Soldier: top seller,
My story, how I went mail fraud to porn seller!

Y'all know Gore, nice with the since eighty-four!
Rifles galore - satellites to the floor!
Muchin' on parm' like human arm, up at your record label,
Real bomb, VP's with real charm!
I'm a nice cat 'till the Paxil out, and gats dumb out,
Ice picks, ecstacy get run out!
Sellin' rap like cancer apples,
I buy a crib with a that deflates and shoots arrows,
Produce pharoahs, you with chrome,
Shatter bones, the world's fucked,
Jackie Stalone, her wire's tapped as well as my own,
I lace the president C4, under his bed,
Them feds found the books, Freebase are hollow heads.

Bill]
I'm on a five day fast, Gordon blast award,
And cash hoardin', launder for rainy day sessions,
Expose your weapons - lessons value life some of Battle Ship,
Connect Four, Gat equipped t-t-t-tatta shit, aim,
We came in and the game, I'm at it to gain,
Imagine the pain, when I splatter brain!
Conscious lyrics out demons, monsters, and spirits,
Martial theorists, your soul allowed amongst the clearest,
Visonaries, Red's a missionary,
My vision's varies, aligned the minds of kings of theory,
Illustrated like Bode, Cheech Wizard, explicit,
When I kick it, I talk it 'cause I live it,
Brooklyn done did it, money fast life, my fight, blast mics,
I've torn the fuck up since last night,
clear, everywhere is war! The streets guard me,
The Godly, singin' freedom songs Bob Marley,
me, on the trains yellin' street news, sellin' street blues,
Build with my peoples, and Hebrews!
Positive cats, I with cats who wanna shoot ya,
No competition, Non Phixion, to the Future!

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