Luyện nghe bài hát Micro Chip

GREETINGS EARTHLINGS! D-D-D-DONT L-L-L-LET THE COMPUTERS YUH LIFE!
CAREFUL OF THE GAMES YUH PLAY, WITH THE TECHNOLOGY.
OH, OH,.OH LET ME YUH

In this new age, Babylon culture, don't technology and bow to confuters.
Cuz the micro chip is gone chip and fail ya, and ya straight forward to creation.
In this new age, culture, don't worship technology and bow to computers.
Cuz the chip is gone chip and fail ya, and bring ya straight forward to creation.

And now we depending on the ma-chin-ery,
Man make the and get trap inna it.
Slowly on the tech-no-logy,
Caught in the web and cyaan outta it.

1999 unno deh ah fret and worry
Wonder if the did ah go stop in the air
down the time, New Years Eve,
2000 come and gone and now yuh think tings

MINDDD! You'll catch a on the internet!
And be careful of the that you collect.
I see the world gone computer literate.
And to the birds and the bees is illiterate.

You've got to everything on the internet.
But experience, teach at wisdom comes round yuh desk.
Cuz the micro chip is gone chip and fail ya, and bring ya straight to creation.

Young Junior got a sad
Stayed awake late nights inna text
letters long lines night after night
Anticipated meet ah blind Stacy.

Full of anxiety and in belly;
He wanted to make a first and real memory.
So the morning of the date, that boy nuh rise
Got to get ah prepared, fashion ready.

But when he Stacy, him almost go crazy
Couldn't what his eyes did ah take plac-e
OH ALL THE EMAILS! She was a he-male.
And juss a online, what a shame ole chile.

New age, Babylon culture, don't worship and bow to confuters.
Cuz the micro chip is gone and fail ya, and bring ya straight forward ah creation.
In this new age, culture, dont worship technology and bow to computers.
Cuz the micro chip is gone chip and fail ya, and ya straight forward to creation

depending on the ma-chin-ery,
Man the machine and get trap inna it.
Slowly on dem tech-no-logy,
Caught in the web and cyaan come it.

Now let manual days be a thing of the
Yuh in and yuh clock out, clock wise and clock cross.
Site mah bredren way at farm, Ask him wha to di grass?
Him sey Yuh nah see gone digital boss?!?!

And too much head ache, critical physical loss
Slowly yuh getting lazy and yuh dont the half.
What ah day when yuh dead, that bases dem
And come to ah stop-p-p-ppp