Luyện nghe bài hát When Disaster Strikes

God

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

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

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

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

Yo, I flows so ridiculous
Rhyme taste good like a handful of cherry licorice
Practice rhyme or be the local practitionist
Well you can try bein' a doctor or bein a obstetricianist
See, you can be
Quit tryin' to work so fuckin' hard nothin'
This rhyme shit was never designed for swollen muffin'
Yo, I'm

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

That type of that shine and blind a nigga eyesight, aiiight?
We keepin' it tight, y'all don't want it, right?
You will never ever get no inside mi casa
We killin all impostors like we kill the
Bounce to award ceremonies, like we winnin'
Rhymin' rastas, eatin' exotic pasta, hah, yo

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

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