Luyện nghe bài hát Shooting Stars

It's gotta be a knucklehead who starts controversy.
Puttin' on this make-up to take in the inquired word.
the entrepreneurinese fools start fireworks.
Causin' scams. Using music gimmicks. why they're jerks!
No originality. No material.
I be flows sounding so much like the souls.
It's delirium! When I sit back don't with 'em.
Stay focused and centered, energized a pyramid.
'em out, whie they disappear and quit.
In a with pyrotechnicality, so exquisite!
The of mischief crew, came torpedoing through.
Left a crater in the desert a 4 mile radius.
Others maybe just part of the shower.
it up for a minute, than dissolve in a towering inferno!
evening, you can see them.
In the of the night. Spectacular sparks of light!
Man I'm seeing hella shooting like astronomers!
While I'm attacking the mic, I them all flaming.
The searing heat, brakes the fake to molecules.
Now all of these fools getting dynamite and can't move or breathe.
light, eternally extinguished.
Didn't them fiendish ways, make them diligent.
Fragile as they last. I put it so eloquent.
Platinum selling shit scorch ya, but we're everlasting!

stars! Burning up in flames,
When they hit the souls of mischief atmosphere fame.
See they came and went in a millisecond. If you didn't it man, they running the same. It's so mundane.
They off really flashy, but soon they axed with the Apache tomahawk slammed to the map!
Super-fly stuffer another nucka trying to rap that. Pick the microphone up, so we can scrap, uh.
Shooting stars! up in flames,
When hit the souls of mischief atmosphere chasing fame.
See they came and went in a millisecond. If you didn't catch it man, running the same. It's so mundane.
They start off really flashy, but soon they axed with the tomahawk slammed to the map!
Super-fly stuffer another nucka trying to rap like that. the microphone up, so we can scrap, uh.

You can fit with the buzz or your sizzles and bubbles, uh-oh it's trouble.
To his trying to pin a hole in the o-zone layer.
Player, you're another flare in the dark.
up like the dragon slayer.
You get slain! not the slayer.
Dissolving into thin air. Nowhere to be because we're in here.
it from rappers who dare to compare.
Sell it like a share in the exchange, but we rip it the same.
So prepare to slang them things your earphones.
You're walking trying to engage the fearsome.
Unbalancing advancements. A lead to last dance with death.
Can I hear Cause you know,
She was sayin' nothin' was like freedom of expression by though.
He was "That was freestyle? Than you're my hero!"
The mic was on him, and he got and pale.
Talkin' about man, how I can't off the top cause we're prevailin'!
But the dope-fiend antics.
and robotic like a sentinel! Man, we unconventional!
Coming so immaculate. niggas gaffe and shit.
You couldn't panic with a gat and a clip.
Stay in a you losers. You ain't equipped!
Astro-projecting poetics. silver fast!
Split asses to smithereens.
You're withering in a ring of explosions your whole scene, he's a...

A star! Burning up in flames,
When they hit the of mischief atmosphere chasing fame.
See they came and went in a millisecond. If you didn't catch it man, running the same. It's so mundane.
They start off really flashy, but soon they axed with the Apache slammed to the map!
Super-fly stuffer another trying to rap like that. Pick the microphone up, so we can scrap, uh.
stars! Burning up in flames,
When they hit the of mischief atmosphere chasing fame.
See came and went in a millisecond. If you didn't catch it man, they running the same. It's so mundane.
They start off really flashy, but soon axed with the Apache tomahawk slammed to the map!
Super-fly stuffer another nucka trying to rap like that. Pick the up, so we can scrap, uh.