Luyện nghe bài hát Takeoff

In front of the mic, the limelight
A star so bright shines advancement
Dance with the man on the face of the earth
Who did the electric sl-i-i-ide the verse
Hands held high, the antennas
Do or die when we fly, the grimace
Yeah let's get this off you ready, Fast
Drop a load on 'em, wrong folks got a on 'em
Put the on 'em, roll on 'em
Roll 'em, no control over 'em, over me
Outwardly, inwardly, openly,
Happily, dastardly, tragedy and
story same flight
Where they put yo' body strip same spot, same endin
Same car, engine, same tension brewin
me the steel, what the FUCK is you doin?
You enough it's not enough, act two
I'm runnin up not a bluff, I'm bout to crack you
Nonchalant, savant no comp
Romp, with the big guys, stomp all the
Kick the box, these M-80's
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
Smart bombs, J-DAMS, bring
up, god damn, it's just a party
Dirty red and you walk by me wobbly
Obviously, oblivious, snobby
Heat to the Mojave, to the robbery
Beat, to the rhymin, each, brother
Taxpayers the mayor, and the senator
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 heroes and plaques memorial
become burial sites, from high aerial
Hover over David Blaine, I'm here to save the
Fifty-two witcha brain
Alone the man on the track
Lonely as the in my back, staggerin fowards
Fallin face flat, still at you
Still gettin at you, 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 fall and crawl and get back up and
And make 'em the balls
Now the dagger's in my back pocket, I the track I rock it
Pull arm outta socket, reachin for the cockpit
Rock shit, roll shit, shit
Hold shit down 'til we slow on some old
I'll stick the pin in your neck to earn respect
Stuff the paper in your if I have to spell it out
Or it on yo' forehead cause that's what I'm about
Run the route, water to the drought
all else fails on the trails of love
Hate becomes judged, happiness won't
Wickedness does just as does
And I'm just gettin a buzz, I'm sayin it because I can
Just I am a man
With the, that fit it and the teeth marks embedded
But God's hands, grip tight, and forget it
The evil in heart is, misery's home
Where is bred and grown, I refuse
I defuse the but just for a moment
And like out of NOWHERE yo' worst opponent
The first on it, the last to leave
All my, trash is treasure, how it's perceived
At the end of my spin the heights achieved
I'ma leave a bang like how I was conceived
There's thieves in the temple with tricks up sleeve
BUT NO!!! THAT!!