Luyện nghe bài hát Put On Tha Set

I got put on the set, smokin Jimmy in a shack
with my Coolio, got me to' the fuck back
as a UFO, standin in my drawers
in the hall, talkin to the
Now a spooked, umm
*Snagglepuss Heavens to merkatroids, I'm looped!
I'm tripping! voice* Nigga what do I see?
It's me, that Dub C on the TV
Now I I'm buzzed
cause I'm on the TV but the TV's
Damn, this shit is the Twilight Zone
*sings theme* Na-na-na-na, I'm blowed!
Cause now I'm illusions, illusions
of me on channel eleven on a black and tube and
Mack and the Gene are one of mine
Hangin Sinead and they sippin on the four-oh
Now I know I'm trippin Lawrence voice* Oh my goodness!
Let me the TV and
Dizamn! Once there I go
But this time it's thirteen on Arsenio
I'm smokin a wet one on the
Givin up a fat finger to the crowd
I'm faded, but not in a way in which you seen
the side effects, yeah, I'm on the set
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Asshole naked standin in front of the I'm wet
Ain't no escapin when yo' ass is I'm wet
Look, look, way up in the sky everybody
look, look, and you'll find me flyin
So there I was, standin in of the set mesmerized
Kickin off the scenery before me eyes
as a motherfucker what was I to do?
Cause now the yerm has got me I'm on channel two
Peep it -- bip-bip-bip like the bi-on-ic man I'm out of
and now I see myself on Highway
Runnin from the Feds to make my get away
but there's *singin* nowhere to run,
And now from this drama I needed a rest
So I went on channel so I can catch my breath
Now who's this after minutes of bein there
I met this named the Fresh Prince of Bel Air
Yeah this nigga was funny I admit it
but his Uncle and his cousin Carlton was bitches
Them niggaz was blockin, talkin bout killin me
cause I told em I to fuck the shit out of Hillary, ooh
Now what's a trip to fantasy, all I know
is she was lookin good them t-shirt and panties, huh
I can't believe shit, nigga I'm wet
Fuck tricks, my mind is with dipsticks, I'm on the set

Still blowed from the chemicals I'm askin was it it
Cause like Slick Rick now Dub C is and I'm nervous
Cause now the TV's changin by itself, uh-oh
now I see myself on channel nine on the Gladiators
I'm swingin on a with a gauge
Boom, bang bang, you can't hang
Fuck a obstacle fool, I had them bitches runnin
Mass confusion now I one-time comin
So I to the exit, jumped off and jetted
Thank God mama the baby gat ready
I left all them bitches behind, til I got to fifty-two
and there I found on Good Times
Here was me and this nigga J.J.
Out on a date, just sippin on Kool-Aid
Now umm, ain't no need for me to
like my date was all that like J.J.'s boo-boo
yo, but she had a ass like Thelma, titties Walona
Drunk off the Mad Dog I fucked around and her
Like J.J. the was dy-no-mite though
I must admit the hoe had a mug as ugly as
I'm on tha set