Luyện nghe bài hát Handwriting on the Wall

We on some Phantom of the shit
It's the shit as I produce the waterproof mask
You never ask the question, "Who's the man the red mask?"
About to a drive-by on so listen, aiyyo

Yo my mic check is
Run over the track my lyrical GigaPet slow flow
arrest like FloJo, rock ice Ro-Ro
Pack fo' sure though

More and cream, and niggaz still love you Rakeem
The of death, we kickin' niggaz in the chest like Kareem
My wingspan is wider Rodan
My sweet and sour niggaz wit' nose candy blow by the gram

I gramatically slam, before I eat a groupie pussy
The Honorable Minister Louis is eatin' ham
So catch me in Deep Nine
Wit eight stories on seven continents

And six bullets on the Star Trek
Solid state logic thug niggaz
Eat, drink, sleep, shit, fuck, build and chronic
Playa, is not a game, I said it before

Went through the door I came wit
The formerly know as you
Got snatched out his truck on and Normandy Duke
We strictly

Yo, yo, yo, yo
The Starfighter, my thoughts make the sun shine brighter
I bust in a bitch mouth to her teeth seem whiter
Roam like space drones through all time

Your face get blown, I make home, Bobby'll Grace Jones
Mocha caps lithium cristal
Raise the pendulum cuts your ear tissue, Digital signal
Scramble your brain then we the visuals

Microsoft, I might micro-walk before the lights go off
You develic bitches, I your tonsils eighty stitches
Bobby long storm, even fuck the Eastwick