Luyện nghe bài hát Shooting Stars

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

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

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, just another flare in the dark.
Fired up the dragon slayer.
You get slain! not the slayer.
Dissolving thin air. Nowhere to be found because we're in here.
Take it rappers who dare to compare.
Sell it like a share in the exchange, but we rip it the same.
So prepare to slang things through 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 of expression by Pete 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 come off the top cause we're prevailin'!
But the scanner-brain 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 pinch you losers. You equipped!
poetics. Quick silver fast!
Split your to smithereens.
You're withering in a of explosions engulfing your whole scene, he's a...

A shooting star! 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 off really flashy, but soon they axed with the Apache tomahawk slammed to the map!
Super-fly stuffer nucka 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 they 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 they with the Apache tomahawk slammed to the map!
Super-fly another nucka trying to rap like that. Pick the microphone up, so we can scrap, uh.