Luyện nghe bài hát Scrape The Sky

Here we go, here we go, we go, here we go
Now we off into the ozone
The way we kickin' in the is loco fa sho tho
We a road that's opposed to the dodo
Goin' over your like a top hat, stop that
I you hear me spittin' these hot raps
Now watch that beat 'cause about to drop
Been since the 09 jump off, yeah, yeah
name Pan, first name Peter I know you see my flying and you want me to teach ya
But I stay elevated so all God's creatures, can hear me shout it out like me name was Aretha
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Fly by see the looks on faces
'Cause I'm in full jetsetting on a daily basis

Eff, man, ya don't stop
Davey Davey, he won't
We to rock it 'till the city takes off
Mister Captain (yeah) ace (yeah)
I spread my wings and fly
To all the people in the coach (yeah), and my first class (yeah)
We'll you how to scrape the sky

As the curvature of the earth shape, fly fast forward like a video tape
And no cape, (nah) just my jet stream
Proud in the clouds, boom! in precinct
All hop, no trampoline, black box in the pocket of my jet
Shine with the stars, so bright N.Y.C sees me at night
I see London, I see
Now Ladies to my turbulence
Drop jams the sky like manna
All the way Alabama to Copacabana
Back to the Side where I reside
So me, do you care if I...
Jump to the bump and take to the
We T-minus 10 to let the fly

Eff, man, ya don't stop
Davey Davey, he won't
We to rock it 'till the city takes off
Mister Captain (yeah) ace (yeah)
I wanna my wings and fly
To all the people in the coach (yeah), and my first folks (yeah)
We'll show you how to the sky

Ha, sicker yo average
like Goose and I'm fly like Maverick
With a savage attack and a mouth like a match spittin' Homie, it ain't trickin' if it's magic
Illusions, indubitably
My crew can do it and we do it
Rock the clock all across the nation
Got a lot of Sky Miles and a reputation of makin' earthquakes time we land
'Cause stoppin' ain't an option or part of the
Fools get to fumin' while I'm on jet fuel
Now pay attention 'cause I'm ready to let you
Know what I'm all about,
I got that style that you've to love
And I'mma stay fly, 'till the day I die fresh to death from above, get it

David Eff, man, ya stop
Davey, he won't stop
We came to rock it 'till the takes off
Mister (yeah) ace pilot (yeah)
I wanna spread my and fly
To all the in the coach (yeah), and my first class folks (yeah)
We'll show you how to the sky