Luyện nghe bài hát Reservation for One

Yo, accept as I drop after the heat
provoke, come fully equipped
Daggered and
So what you do?
I came in bumpin jack of
You came in wit two of by stacey q?
is your drumtracks, one hat no rise
My dj's in the shadows, I perform, show my soul
To the audience, programmed
Active ingredient, balance, the medium
It rains, let it hail, don't my shit is ill
Tomorrow's on voice mail, digest it like a pill
Lost my jones for cigarettes, my ain't charred
Yo my are full, I average eight words per bar
Babs, em, they know not what they doin
They built for themselves, that's why places lay in ruins
Yo, isn't it funny how these cats lack the
rhymin on time, four four ? the serve's by asics?

*cuts by
"braincells are lit, ideas to hit
And when my pen hits the paper" [big kane]
"who's the man in the hot seat? " puba]
"braincells are lit, start to hit"
"i'm the poet to get lyrical" [kane]
"ideas to hit, and when my pen hits the paper"
"who's the man in the hot "
"braincells are lit, ideas to hit
And when my hit the paper"
"who's the man in the hot seat"

Yo this seat's for one
Of course my ticket stub
Escorted properly, your game bored/board monopoly
My satiety is twenty minutes
I blow more trees louie freese, this flow's inifinite
Cadence, pocket, lesson,
Been rhymin nine years, my dedication peers
Skill level break the beat up, no time for my up
No relaxing, I keep it movin like in taxi
Driver, my mike, ev when I get hyper
Emergency, man down, who the sniper?
Yo I you in the crowd, arms crossed,
I you heard of me (stop frontin)
The is hot, I get props from the security
Raisin levels of
Yeah shit is tight, you think it's abb quality?
I don't think so, aiyyo ben grab the net
Take em to the and throw em off at sunset
After the

"aww shit" *cut up by babu*