Luyện nghe bài hát Technicians

Is 1985,
In KC on a bus ride,
From the side,
Not too many knew it was alive,
But they it so now they tied to Technicians worldwide.

1:]
Listen!
Trying to is the mission,
We you a position,
Where Tech will and condition your brain.
To know a fool is the vision,
Lou is tradition,
And the way to be to your living is strange.
We in peace,
But if you be dumb and beef,
A gun is somethin' he be young and speak,
Imma his beak.
He's a woman, he the one and brung in for the cunning beast.
Hit a and, seep dung, and sleep long in deep tongue, full of gum and teeth.
It's when a Technician do the who diss the crew,
The thing for you to do,
Is to let the clique see who the vet is, and the new seekers,
Wonder who the fuck is coming through speakers.
Never forget it the for you tweakers,
Ahead of the medicine to soothe creatures,
You're if you're no believer,
we all are energetic and eager.
Come alive when you side by side with me.
Fly the skies and get with me.
On this you won't collide,
confide in me,
Try me,
Ye violently.
the way,
You got to pay,
My people to spray,
And a demon till they lay,
But if he breathing it been an angel by his side like Sunday,
Never would be the case 'cause my clique to ride when I say:

Technicians!
Owoh! Owoh! Owoh!
Others got a clue,
They through,
Suspicion.
We do,
The Shit,
We do,
if you not with the crew,
you is our mission.
If you're a Technician,
Put ammunition,
And hands up in the sky.
is a strong addiction,
Live to this if ya a till ya die.

2:]
My people all know what a is,
of 'em want to diss,
Don't come you want the biz.
It ain't nothin' but women in my circle, not them phony chicks,
don't know what I mean when I say elbow macaroni bitch.
They know I'm drinking,
The looking right,
know what I'm thinking,
The babies hype,
The be geekin',
The red, the black, and white,
The beef seekin'.
All of my here,
and the bullies(?),
Are gonna fear.
Cuz I'm to (?),
And get the peers,
Out of my life I never see you,
YEAH!
Bitch.
You a Technician,
You know the pledge,
But you that you listen,
Guess you misunderstood the huh?
that Tech trick get done.
The of the story is we warriors,
for the hordes of core,
Ready to he is glorious.
number 1,
The leave em sprung,
a (???),
And if you it's a gun.

Technicians!
Owoh! Owoh! Owoh!
Others got a clue,
They through,
Suspicion.
We do,
The Shit,
We do,
if you not with the crew,
you is our mission.
If you're a Technician,
Put ammunition,
And your up in the sky.
This is a addiction,
to this if ya a Technician till ya die.

3:]
We are family,
That Tech we on it.
We be damaging.
To all you punks want it.
We calamity,
That snake and bat we it.
Unforgettable,
formidable,
the mid, the MO,
we run it.
You don't gotta know that I really meant it when I that I was gonna make the mainstream go me.
Still like I'm poppin' a pillow,
Off of the killer,
More like I was molly in '03.
We can anybody we so deep.
I bet you got us on yo' street.
I'm tryna find a spot big enough,
So all of my people can meet!

Technicians!
Owoh! Owoh! Owoh!
Others got a clue,
They through,
Suspicion.
We do,
The Shit,
We do,
'Cause if you not the crew,
you is our mission.
If you're a Technician,
Put ammunition,
And your up in the sky.
This is a addiction,
Live to if ya a Technician till ya die.