Luyện nghe bài hát Takeoff

In front of the mic, the limelight
A star so bright shines refined
Dance with the man on the face of the earth
Who did the sl-i-i-ide over the verse
Hands held high, the antennas
Do or die when we fly, face the
let's get this off you ready, Fast Eddie
Drop a load on 'em, wrong got a hold on 'em
Put the on 'em, roll on 'em
Roll over 'em, no control over 'em, me
Outwardly, inwardly, openly,
Happily, dastardly, tragedy and
Same story flight
Where they put yo' same strip same spot, same endin
car, same engine, same tension brewin
Give me the steel, the FUCK is you doin?
You done it's not enough, act two
I'm runnin up it's not a bluff, I'm bout to you
Nonchalant, savant no comp
Romp, the big guys, stomp all the pies
Kick the box, light these
Ladies grab your babies, run for
I don't think it may be a, good idea to stand
You have no idea of what the FUCK'S to land here
bombs, J-DAMS, bring mayhem
Hold up, god damn, it's just a
Dirty red and you walk by me wobbly
Obviously, oblivious, snobby
to the Mojave, heat to the robbery
Beat, to the rhymin, each, probably
Taxpayers killed the mayor, and the
Rhyme say a prayer, see a minister
Drinks are on the house, the house is on the
The are on FIRE, it started in the fields
inhalation, no ventilation
No fire station, no
Minus the heroes and plaques memorial
become burial sites, from high aerial
over David Blaine, I'm here to save the game
Fifty-two pick-up brain
Alone lies the man on the
Lonely as the dagger in my back, staggerin
face flat, still spittin at you
Still gettin at you, all laughin at you
My gift of all was the ability to fall
Get up and fall, get back up and fall
Get up and fall and crawl and get back up and brawl
And 'em lick the balls
Now the dagger's in my back pocket, I the track I rock it
your arm outta socket, reachin for the cockpit
Rock shit, shit, control shit
Hold shit down 'til we on some old shit
I'll stick the pin in your just to earn respect
Stuff the paper in your if I have to spell it out
Or write it on yo' forehead that's what I'm about
Run the route, bring to the drought
all else fails on the trails of love
Hate becomes judged, happiness budge
Wickedness does as wickedness does
And I'm gettin a buzz, I'm sayin it just because I can
Just I am a man
With the, hand fit it and the teeth marks embedded
But God's hands, tight, and don't forget it
The evil in your is, misery's home
Where ugly is bred and grown, I
I defuse the bomb but for a moment
And like out of NOWHERE comes yo' opponent
The first on it, the last to leave
All my, trash is treasure, how it's perceived
At the end of my spin when the achieved
I'ma with a bang like how I was conceived
There's in the temple with tricks up they sleeve
BUT NO!!! THAT!!