Luyện nghe bài hát Network - Black Thought

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

(Bootie Fiction)
rhyme creating, innovating
Got you anticipating the of the Cyde
you worry, hold it down just like Burry (?)
Well-seasoned like curry from India or
Bring yuh gal to de show mi may tek her
Then cake her, how we're thoughts skipping
for the sabotage while the entourage
Take her somewhere remote, got her open like a pod
Our lyrics blend like
You be what's happened like Rog

(Imani/Citizen Strange)
Yeah, son like the moon
You and your cartoon platoon
eradicated, y'all barely made it
Listen to the words of the man, now I'm hella
Now I'm elevated, and now I'm to state it
Your entire empire is tired, need to retire
an old player cause your flavor is now expired!

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

(Chorus x2)
On tight we lurk, to drive you berserk
Leaving suckers shook, what a
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
Cover your ears, your clothes, your eyes look alive
The high, draw swift out the holster
Rude boy ragamuffin, roots and
It gets deep, I dive beneath the street
Then rise through with new and improved beats
And kick emcees in they teeth with cleats
like war and peace but none the least

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

(Bootie Fiction)
Pharcyde mad hits, see ya man through
Some lab test, grab while I commence
To execute with precision, cause collision
Got up in the head bobbing, neck jerking
And trying to get my polished networking
Merging, converging to your melon
you screaming yelling, crew bail in
The complete steez, young look up to us
Like trapeze, love the way we swing it
It's the inside guaranteed to bring it to these nits
Got individuals residuals for the mic

(Chorus)

(Black Thought)
Yo, my network spit shit making your neck
You're now in tune to the sounds of the
A hundred flave-ahs of this widespread
About to blow like the sextet of Miles
from the Illafive on the Phar-cidic
The isotona rap style, y'all can fit it
The farmer, crush/kill the bad karma
Full body armor sounds, emcees can hit it

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

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

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

(Chorus x3)