Luyện nghe bài hát Knockout

1:

I I started in the 10th Grade, Dikembe Mutombo
And ever since I graduated it's been hard to stay
My teacher listen, I'll get the MBA and start my
I had a lot to say so a sentence

Aw Yeah, got my rhymes and my
On time wouldn't miss this, divine intervention I it
The I injected, were possible endings
To I ever thoughts was handed

The bottom is bending and the limited further
Every I'm depending on radical statements determined
There's a lot of you winded, the is pushing you under
I'm on fire, sedated, the brain of the is stirred up

And uh, mother you just think you're different
bitch thought I told you all the secret lesson
Stop speaking with a never blessing
reading with an indecision, PMSing

So fuck to Hypothetical, a medical substance
merry go around, spinning in the dungeon
Got a little bit odd, then turned the to the public
I'm up the onion, bout to peel it back now

2:

I got a story to tell, but I'll start with
I've been for a minute and it started in the kitchin
I've been ripping shit up, take the out the cuffs
Need the system to bump, got your to fuck, and what?

Just the butt for now, I around
but no one found the man in town was here to take another
And just as you were sitting down to dinner pound for pound
You thought that you could eat? I thought you had your turn to

I not. Oh you putting in a verse a week, and you hot?
There's a lot of fish just fighting to breathe, and I'm
I got women moaning all my verses on their
Place another red carpet their feet

So I can walk down, got the bound
All the peons don't agree on anything I about
lean on anything unless it's all sound
Best to start going all out

Best to harvest in everything you live without
Just the thought of it I never really had a
The curtain's falling, give my arteries to hear the
I'm bleeding slowly but at least I'll never let you