Luyện nghe bài hát Fire in the Booth Part 2

1]
I know you man might run out of bars
Chip can't run out of
I know you man might run out of bars
Chip can't run out of
I know you man might run out of bars
can't run out of bars
I know you man might...

On the mic right now, a fight right now
Went left but I'm now, it's alright now
You ain't got a plaque, down
Peng lighty, mine
She wants D, look, I wanna right now
Told her listen up babe, I'll fill up page and
Bring the right round
[?] man make the fish go
I the pen, it's peak
Man they can murk me, OMG
Big up, you've got big
to the P, that lyrical G
Top 90s MC
My man that he don't take coke
at his nose like "that's not weed"
Me, I'm Michael Jackson of
year I'm going on Bad 25
Done with the sly digs, try
Look, actually blud I can rhyme
You with the as hard as eggs
Look, you can get scrambled, boiled or
I get high, I to Sox
So on the mic, I pulled up
Yeah, big up grime and what it
I disappeared, I ain't
But I'll done ya dance with these
I don't know what I'm doing but it's
Me, I think and see the surface
I might do a song featuring
So I can how it feels to feel nervous
Fam, have you got the idea?
Chipmunk's back, verbal
the MC I'm supposed to fear?
Believe own hype until I'm here
You can't the truth
Don't want fire? Boy, the booth
I heard Tinie's in the Booth
Oi Charlie, that weren't fire in the
Want fire? You can on me
Torn in my knee
So right now I can't bend it like
But you can get a toe punt out the
Watch out, year I'm coming, yo
Pepper man, I've got the curry
And I'll have dinner with the family
If they all agree to curry go
And give my mum's husband his
I came back and deeper
The whole of better wake up
Chipmunk's back in speaker
2015, I'm not
[?] I'm on a mad
F your and your campaign
on the mic, I do my damn ting
Until I die, I rep my
Boy know Cash Motto's my team
Scrapping for fans? Nope, not me
Soon, soon, see me on ITV
Yeah, Master Wong me his [?]
Munk, what you know about me?
I the beat, my bars are the sneeze
My fire be on third degree
Woo! do it big though
I had on my Ericsson, gyal on my Nokia
Back when was my ringtone
Man don't what Chip's on
They're like rah, what planet is from?
got two pages now full of bars
I put my pen down, [?]

Like what, you want more, you want
8, 16, 24
my bars clap, clap, clap, clap, clap
Man down, no one caught,
Trust me, man better leave me
Sniper flow, cap one in dome
High grade spliff, back in my
So bars, I'm a crew on my own
I've got the MC
Strip man of the MC
You don't want to MC
Cuh you survive all MC
Chipmunk, I was to MC
Don't me, [?] MC
I'm a father, born some MCs
But listen, I'll still an MC

I'm not done, give me more, me more
8 bars, 16 or 24
Pull up in the dance, get a fam
With a 16, I a 16 at 24
I spit this bar in my 30s
Wanna you can't murk me
And the sly digs don't hurt me
Listen, I'm a big man but I'm not 30
Man know the scene, man I'm from it
Man gassed, man don't want it
Man know Chipmunk, man know I'm
Mic in my hand, you don't want it
Listen, I'm a lad, not bad
But I put my pen to my pad, it's like a gat
I bust a rhyme, I make it clap
Look how I'm moving it forward, bringing it
Cut the beat, F that, bring it
Listen we can get a set vibe on the track

[Break: Chip sends for Tinie Tempah hearing his 2014 Fire in the Booth]

2]
Yo, I've got better than all your lyrics
Trust me, your lyrics
If I look you dead in your eyes and mine
You'll forget lyrics
Forget your lyrics, I'll pull up and check lyrics
No intellect, your
man, property ladder, my lyrics
Don't know how far you'll get your
Party, jumping lyrics, dumping
Bored-in-my-front-room
Gyal dem me lyrics
don't dump me lyrics
Hide your girl, I've got
Stacks on
me, fam, you can't buy lyrics
Told bill it
And he did, me a spliff, more lyrics
I go Shalo's to buy lyrics
Man are paro' now cause my
You'll all get narrowed down cause my
I'm still off my old lyrics
But not living off my old
You know that boy got the
2015, I'm to go
Yeah, I touch pen and pad,
When I pen and pad, go
When you pen and pad, no
When you pen and pad, home
This ting's not for everyone
I repeat, not for
got a big head, no company
But now I'm tackling everyone
Yeah, Cash Motto fam me
If I'm in ends, that's man's city
Blood make my team no closer
C to the M, family
15, I my family
Mum Dad, that was sad to me
I was in the studio,
That's I wrote "They're Family"
I the kid's into money and things
Put my on my heart, that was bad of me
You're at home like you got bars
Nah fam, is art for my gallery
now I'm in another galaxy
I should sell ship for a Picasso wage
To anyone that tried my path
Go suck mum, I'm back, it's rage
Go suck gyal, I'm back, it's rage
Somebody's feel my pain
Or somebody's gonna feel a
I do not miss I aim
Yeah, you [?] me any time of the
Not one out of seven will be days
And yeah, I got songs for
But I got bars to spray

eater, T-high streeter
Gladesmore jumper, Adidas
Prada wearer, MC tearer
Straight out the
Came out the now I see
You vs me on you that's not
Peep at the top, there, yeah