Luyện nghe bài hát Network - Black Thought

(Slimkid3)
Aiyo we got minutes, man!
Yo, yo Brown. Sup, man, we got minutes
Imani, let's go.Yo, Ro! go.

(Bootie Fiction)
Devastating creating, innovating
Got you the arrival of the Cyde
Don't you worry, hold it just like Burry (?)
Well-seasoned like curry from or Jamaica
Bring yuh gal to de show mi may tek her
Then her, how we're flipping thoughts skipping
Ready for the sabotage while the
Take her somewhere remote, got her open a cargo pod
Our lyrics blend camouflage
You be wondering what's like Rog

(Imani/Citizen Strange)
Yeah, son zoom like the
You and your whole platoon
Gets eradicated, y'all barely it
Listen to the words of the man, now I'm faded
Now I'm elevated, and now I'm here to it
Your entire is tired, y'all need to retire
Like an old cause your flavor is now expired!

(Slimkid3)
Come on, I rap and lyrically baptize, respect
Resurrect em like they're holy, holding communion
Redesign of union in a revolution
Connect the eyes to cause evil lurks in lies
Steals your breath and then you die, no one you cry
Now off to the next man's urging eye
Our excursion eliminates those folks that's
virgin we be conquering, reconstruct with surgery

(Chorus x2)
On tight beats we lurk, to you berserk
suckers shook, what a skirt
Companies perfected how to
Crews come together, put some love in it
Network, we network!

(Black Thought)
You tossed aside, talk/hustle is the way we
your ears, your clothes, your eyes then look alive
The most high, swift out the holster
Rude boy ragamuffin, and culture
It gets deep, I dive beneath the street
Then rise through with new and improved beats
And kick emcees in teeth with steel cleats
Extreme like war and peace but none the

(Imani/Citizen Strange)
We retract it, then the got subtracted
Then you got attacked and attracted to matter it's
a magnet, truly expression through touring
Two rap bands exploring foreign lands
With the mic in hand I cold command
You here to destroy, we here to build and
faded from the trees we bought, beware
Cause you can get by the all-out
assault, Pharcyde and Black Thought

(Bootie Fiction)
make mad hits, see ya man through
Some lab test, vest while I commence
To execute with acute precision, collision
Got caught up in the bobbing, neck jerking
And trying to get my shine networking
Merging, converging to split melon
Have you screaming yelling, bail in
The complete steez, young cats up to us
Like trapeze, love the way we swing it
It's the Roots inside guaranteed to it to these nits
Got individuals residuals for the mic

(Chorus)

(Black Thought)
Yo, my network shit making your neck hurt
now in tune to the sounds of the expert
A hundred flave-ahs of this chaos
About to blow the sextet of Miles Dave-ahs
Thought from the on the Phar-cidic
The blizzard isotona rap style, can fit it
The farmer, crush/kill the bad karma
body armor sounds, emcees can never hit it

(Slimkid3)
Venom when I spit it, when we lit it
Blow like chemical contents, I exercise convent
Who done cause we did this, booked and fingerprinted
Unlimited turn, early bird the worm
My penicillin heals, taking we trying to burn
Rub me down like lubriderm, we the cure and the germ
Embalm you with the fluid, make you do it like
Keep you up the end of the term

(Bootie Fiction)
Niggas green envy like they had gamma treatment
Find it hard to with, I'm on some steep shit
Climbing, you're on it like Hymen (?)
My skills I always polish it up till it's
Like a brother a brand new Lex
Rhymes on it like sporting two
laser lights make the red dot
Bring it your face you're blinking

(Imani/Citizen Strange)
White hot, thermal
Burn shit down like a towering inferno
Selecting and them peckish grooves
To make you move, you all like you fall
Verbal graffiti when we spray words on the mic aerosol

(Chorus x3)