Luyện nghe bài hát Fire in the Booth Part 2

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

On the mic now, start a fight right now
Went left but I'm right now, alright now
You ain't got a plaque, down
Peng lighty, that's
She D, look, I wanna write right now
her listen up babe, I'll fill up this page and
Bring the right round
[?] man make the go deep
I grab the pen, peak
Man think can murk me, OMG
Big up, got big dreams
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 Jackson of grime
This I'm going on Bad 25
with the sly digs, actually try
Look, blud I can actually rhyme
You the words 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 and what it surfaced
I disappeared, I perfect
But I'll ya dance with these verses
I don't know I'm doing but it's working
Me, I think and see beyond the
I might do a song myself
So I can know how it feels to nervous
Fam, you got the right idea?
Chipmunk's back, verbal
Who's the MC I'm to fear?
Believe your own hype I'm here
You can't the truth
Don't want fire? Boy, hide the
I heard Fire in the Booth
Oi Charlie, that fire in the booth
Want fire? You can on me
Torn in my knee
So right now I bend it like Beckham
But you can get a toe out the scene
out, this year I'm coming, yo
Pepper man, got the curry flow
And I'll dinner with the royal family
If they all agree to have go
And give my mum's husband his
I came back and deeper
The whole of England better up
back in your speaker
2015, I'm not
[?] I'm on a mad
F your deal and your
Leap on the mic, I do my damn
Until I die, I rep my
Boy better know Cash Motto's my
Scrapping for fans? Nope, not me
Soon, soon, see me on ITV
Yeah, Wong passed me his [?]
Shaolin Munk, you know about me?
I the beat, my bars are the sneeze
My fire burns be on degree
Woo! do it big though
I had gyal on my Ericsson, on my Nokia
Back this was my ringtone
Man don't know 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 more?
8, 16, 24
When my bars clap, clap, clap, clap,
Man down, no one caught,
Trust me, man better leave me
flow, cap one in your dome
High grade spliff, back in my
So many bars, I'm a on my own
I've got the MC
man of the title MC
You don't want to MC
Cuh you can't all MC
Chipmunk, I was to MC
Don't me, [?] MC
I'm a father, I've born MCs
But listen, I'll abort an MC

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

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

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Yo, I've got lyrics than all your lyrics
Trust me, forget lyrics
If I look you dead in your and spit mine
You'll forget your
Forget your lyrics, I'll pull up and your lyrics
No intellect, your
Yout man, property ladder, my
Don't know how far you'll get your
Party, jumping lyrics, lyrics
lyrics
Gyal dem me lyrics
Girls dump me lyrics
your girl, I've got lyrics
Stacks on
Trust me, fam, you can't buy
Told bill it
And he did, threw me a spliff, more
I go house to buy lyrics
Man are paro' now cause my
You'll all get narrowed cause my lyrics
I'm still living off my old
But not off my old lyrics
You know boy got the flow
2015, I'm to go
Yeah, I touch pen and pad,
When I pen and pad, go
When you pen and pad, no
you touch pen and pad, home
This music not for everyone
I repeat, not for
I've got a big head, no
But now I'm tackling everyone
Yeah, Motto fam with me
If I'm in your ends, that's man's
couldn't make my team no closer
C to the M, family
15, I lost my
Mum Dad, that was sad to me
I was in the studio,
That's I wrote "They're Family"
I guess the kid's into and things
Put my hand on my heart, was bad of me
You're at home like you got bars
Nah fam, this is art for my
Right now I'm in galaxy
I sell this ship for a Picasso wage
To anyone that block my path
Go suck mum, I'm back, it's rage
Go your gyal, I'm back, it's rage
Somebody's feel my pain
Or gonna feel a page
I do not miss I aim
Yeah, you [?] me any of the week
Not one out of seven will be your
And yeah, I got songs for
But I still got bars to

Chick-King eater, T-high
Gladesmore jumper, sneaker
Prada wearer, lyrical MC
out the 90's
Came out the now I see
You vs me on you not fair
Peep at the top, still there,