Luyện nghe bài hát When Disaster Strikes

God

Yeah, for all you motherfuckers across the whole entire
Busta Rhymes and the whole Flipmode Squad
Back at y'all in 1997
Hah, When Disaster Strikes, When Strikes
Take a and sit on the sidelines and bear witness

On and on, return from the like a centurion
All my affiliates, let's stack another
While you learn on how the go to my motherfucking song
Watch me puts it on, it keeps you open all day
The way we shit up you thinkin' somethin' must be wrong
Set the high standards for corny to get the gong
Bleach your ass and black your color back to bronze
On Happy Days I be the coolest like The Fonz

So how I touch souls from here to Africa
My Zimbabwe niggaz my joints up in they Acura
Pssh, OOH! Makin' you feel the funk bumper to bumper
Drive an imported 500 in foreign license numbers, ha ha
Laugh at ya, oh, me and my
Flip-ass over quick like frying pan spatulas
Why do you be your time, bein' mad at us?
Every voice should and help the music sound miraculous

Yes yes y'all, Flipmode y'all
We reign supreme in
When Disaster Strikes, you all feel
When Disaster Strikes, you all see
When Disaster Strikes, you all bear witness
To the most high

Yo, I flows so ridiculous
Rhyme flow taste good like a handful of cherry
Practice your or be the local practitionist
Well you can try a doctor or bein a local obstetricianist
See, you can be
tryin' to work so fuckin' hard to-wards nothin'
This rhyme shit was designed for every swollen muffin'
Yo, I'm

Why y'all niggaz that y'all could really see my Squad?
And if we hit you that's when you feel the power of the God
Do it right and big up my and A Alikes
On alike, repel, feel When Disaster Strikes
Extremely delicate like the out of candlelights
The quiet killings of projects niggaz whenever they wanna

That type of shit that shine and a nigga eyesight, aiiight?
We keepin' it tight, y'all niggaz don't want it,
You will ever get no wins inside mi casa
We killin all impostors like we the cucurachas
Bounce to award ceremonies, like we winnin'
Rhymin' rastas, enough exotic pasta, hah, yo

We it movin' for all of y'all
Freak niggaz out while I'm makin' y'all niggaz fall
will hitcha quick any time you wanna brawl
Perm, press, a back, peel them of the wall
So tell me, why do you be your time, bein' mad at us?
Every should sing and help the music sound miraculous!

Hah, oh yes y'all!
This situation, has now been brought before your very
And as we carry on Flipmode continues to conquer the world
When Disaster Strikes, you all fear
When Strikes, you will all bear witness
To The High Exalted, hah!