Luyện nghe bài hát Putting Shame in Your Game

Beastie Beastie Beastie Beastie Boys gettin' live on the
all kinds of shame in the game you got
We keep the movin' to the broad day light
alright

Trans-hypnotic robotic stop it
No limits to style you know you can't lock it
First you mock it, rock it and then you it
But I've got the styles are always in the pocket
Like a bird floating on a New York breeze
Every thought in the is a planted seed
So watch the or the thoughts will stack
Before you know it they're on back
Well I'm the king of Boogle there is higher
I get eleven points off the word
can't see me and that's how it is
And that's how I like it and my biz

Beastie Beastie Boys gettin' live on the
Puttin' all kinds of shame in the you got
We keep the party to the broad day light
alright

Time's an as the moments race by
Too to really grasp though we may try
Deny, we die, ooh my my
These thoughts that mislead and multiply
Second by and minute by minute
"It's lotto you gotta be" "in it to win it"
Shakin' breakin' on their own demise
Lies tax to the max and they'll be those vibes
So me what you need that you have got
on power will make your blood clot
It starts with the greed and goes all wrong
That's why we can't all just get
all connected like a Lego set
One equaling one together like a
Whether we have or not yet met
Well, it no thing and it ain't no sweat

Beastie Beastie Boys live on the spot
Puttin' all kinds of shame in the you got
We keep the party movin' to the broad day
alright

You're caught in a panic and it's rattled your
The ways just can't maintain
But are the breaks when you try and come fake
Don't come the rhymes that you just half baked
Well I'm the chef on the SP12
I chop the fuck out the beats left on the
You be like Nasty, where you been?'
It's time you brought the grimy beats out the
I jumped outside the house my Walkman on
I get so hyped when I this song
gonna keep me happy like all day long
So go and talk shit cause it just makes me
Don't grease my palms with your filthy
spreading like a rash
I might stick or I might be a fad
But I sell my songs for no TV ad

Beastie Beastie gettin' live on the spot
all kinds of shame in the game you got
We keep the movin' to the broad day light
G-E-T-L-I-V-E