Luyện nghe bài hát When Disaster Strikes

God

Yeah, for all you motherfuckers the whole entire galaxy
Busta Rhymes and the whole entire Flipmode
Back at motherfuckers in 1997
Hah, When Strikes, When Disaster Strikes
Take a look and sit on the sidelines and witness

On and on, return from the future like a
All my affiliates, let's stack mill-ion
While you learn on how the words go to my song
Watch me puts it on, it keeps you open all day
The way we fuck shit up you thinkin' somethin' be wrong
Set the high standards for corny to get the gong
Bleach your ass blonde and your color back to bronze
On Happy Days I be the coolest nigga like The

So how I touch souls from here to Africa
My Zimbabwe niggaz my joints up in they Acura
Pssh, OOH! Makin' you feel the funk bumper to bumper
an imported 500 in foreign license plate numbers, ha ha
Laugh at ya, oh, me and my
niggaz over quick like frying pan spatulas
Why do you be wastin' time, bein' mad at us?
Every voice should sing and help the music sound

Yes yes y'all, Squad y'all
We reign in 1997
Disaster Strikes, you will all feel
When Strikes, you will all see
Disaster Strikes, you will all bear witness
To the most high

Yo, I keeps flows so
Rhyme flow taste good like a of cherry licorice
Practice your rhyme or be the local
you can try bein' a doctor or bein a local obstetricianist
See, you can be
Quit tryin' to so fuckin' hard to-wards nothin'
This rhyme shit was never designed for every swollen
Yo, I'm

Why y'all think that y'all could really see my Squad?
And if we hit you hard that's when you the power of the God
Do it right and big up my and A Alikes
On alike, repel, feel When Disaster Strikes
Extremely delicate like the blowin' out of
The quiet killings of projects whenever they wanna fight

That of shit that shine and blind a nigga eyesight, aiiight?
We keepin' it tight, y'all niggaz want it, right?
You will never ever get no wins inside mi
We killin all impostors we kill the cucurachas
Bounce to award ceremonies, like we winnin'
Rhymin' rastas, eatin' exotic pasta, hah, yo

We keep it movin' for all of
Freak y'all niggaz out while I'm y'all niggaz fall
Disaster hitcha quick any time you wanna brawl
Perm, press, a nigga back, them of the wall
So tell me, why do you be wastin' your time, mad at us?
Every voice should and help the music sound miraculous!

Hah, oh yes y'all!
This situation, has now brought before your very eyes
And as we carry on Flipmode Squad continues to the world
Disaster Strikes, you will all fear
When Disaster Strikes, you all bear witness
To The Most Exalted, hah!