Luyện nghe bài hát Scrape The Sky

Here we go, here we go, we go, here we go
Now we blastin' off into the
The way we kickin' in the dojo is fa sho tho
We pavin' a road that's to the dodo
Goin' your head like a top hat, stop that
I know you hear me these hot raps
Now watch that beat 'cause it's about to
Been rockin' since the 09 jump off, yeah,
name Pan, first name Peter I know you see my flying and you want me to teach ya
But I stay elevated so that all God's creatures, can hear me 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 E-F-F-E-C-T on a daily basis

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

As the curvature of the earth takes shape, fly fast forward a video tape
And no cape, (nah) just follow my jet
Proud in the clouds, boom! in your
All hop, no trampoline, box in the pocket of my jet jeans
with the stars, so bright even N.Y.C sees me at night
I see London, I see
Now Ladies bounce to my
Drop jams from the sky manna
All the way from Alabama to
to the West Side where I reside
So me, do you care if I...
Jump to the bump and to the skies?
We 10 to let the hook fly

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

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

David Eff, man, ya don't
Davey Davey, he won't
We came to 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 class folks (yeah)
show you how to scrape the sky