Luyện nghe bài hát Takeoff

In of the mic, behind the limelight
A star so bright shines refined
with the last man on the face of the earth
Who did the sl-i-i-ide over the verse
Hands held high, connect the
Do or die we fly, face the grimace
Yeah let's get this off you ready, Fast
a load on 'em, wrong folks got a hold on 'em
Put the on 'em, roll on 'em
Roll 'em, no control over 'em, over me
Outwardly, inwardly, openly,
Happily, dastardly, tragedy and
Same story flight
Where they put yo' body same strip spot, same endin
Same car, same engine, tension brewin
Give me the steel, what the FUCK is you
You done it's not enough, act two
I'm runnin up it's not a bluff, I'm bout to you
Nonchalant, idiot savant no
Romp, the big guys, stomp all the pies
the box, light these M-80's
Ladies grab babies, run for safety
I don't think it may be a, idea to stand here
You no idea of what the FUCK'S about to land here
bombs, J-DAMS, bring mayhem
Hold up, god damn, just a party
Dirty red and you walk by me wobbly
Obviously, oblivious, frontin
Heat to the Mojave, heat to the
Beat, to the rhymin, each, probably
Taxpayers killed the mayor, and the
Rhyme sayers say a prayer, see a
are on the house, the house is on the hill
The hills are on FIRE, it in the fields
Smoke inhalation, no
No fire station, no
Minus the and plaques memorial sites
become burial sites, from aerial flights
Hover over David Blaine, I'm here to the game
Fifty-two witcha brain
Alone lies the man on the
Lonely as the dagger in my back, fowards
Fallin flat, still spittin at you
gettin at you, they're all laughin at you
My greatest of all was the ability to fall
Get back up and fall, get back up and
Get back up and and crawl and get back up and brawl
And 'em lick the balls
Now the in my back pocket, I hear the track I rock it
Pull your arm outta socket, for the cockpit
Rock shit, roll shit, control
Hold shit down we slow on some old shit
I'll the pin in your neck just to earn respect
the paper in your mouth if I have to spell it out
Or write it on yo' forehead cause what I'm about
Run the route, bring to the drought
When all else fails on the trails of
becomes judged, happiness won't budge
Wickedness does as wickedness does
And I'm just a buzz, I'm sayin it just because I can
Just I am a man
With the, hand that fit it and the teeth marks
But God's hands, grip tight, and forget it
The in your heart is, misery's home
Where ugly is and grown, I refuse
I the bomb but just for a moment
And like out of NOWHERE comes yo' opponent
The first ones on it, the to leave
All my, trash is treasure, how it's perceived
At the end of my when the heights achieved
I'ma leave with a bang how I was conceived
There's thieves in the temple with up they sleeve
BUT NO!!! THAT!!