Luyện nghe bài hát Champion of Life

Yeah 2,
Look, all I know is when I say City Club! (You know) Nine times out of ten the response immediately following that is (oh shit).
They say they love it when I'm lyrical. So here we go, when I it niggas get spiritual Connor be spitting' miracle hymns.
I give them more valuable than their limbs. I be giving them hell like its repercussion for sins.
Dog I'm killing the game go home and study the film. Niggas can't fade me; can't even give me a trim.
I'm coming up, haters try to spoil cuz I got hot shit like I took the water from the toilet and it.
See they so mad, my vocab, leave toe tags, on tracks, you know that,
I'm sharp, I feel they hoe ass got they throats slashed, look.
Friday the 13th massacre, hope I ain't scare ya but I see the terror got face running mascara.
The era I'm tryna usher in, go bring the barbera and ushers in, got tougher that's why niggas can't fuck with him.
Humble incase I stumble, expect me to fall,
You don't cut it; allow me to sharpen my claws.
Homie I am the future and the now of the game, Been so much don't even say OW from the pain.
Trying not to judge but I'm Simon Cowell in my brain, as to how, some got allowed in the game, but,
ain't for me to decide, I'm tryin to carry on a legacy for which niggas have died.
And Ima make it happen with the people by my side, they say it's at the top, but I'm ready for the climb cuz,

See I was staring out the window, watching the pass by.
Wondering exactly how long it'll me, now they saying it's my time.
I used to play the music; it never hurt to be quiet.
And now you got your wins little buddy, jump off the ledge fly.
(Connor):
Yo, I've been on my grind every minute second.
They say my is coming now the minutes turn to seconds.
I'm ready for war suited up and my weapon.
Cuz my vocal cords hit like a smith and Wesson.
I came too far so ain't no going back.
And all the while I was my city on the map.
The pressure steady building but know I ain't gonna crack.
Cuz I'm the chosen one and they that for a fact.
Bringin' that real shit put your hands up, high. (put 'em high, put 'em high, put 'em high).