Luyện nghe bài hát Takeoff

In front of the mic, the limelight
A star so bright shines refined
Dance with the last man on the face of the
Who did the electric sl-i-i-ide over the
Hands held high, the antennas
Do or die when we fly, the grimace
Yeah let's get off you ready, Fast Eddie
Drop a on 'em, wrong folks 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, and casualty
Same story same
Where they put yo' same strip same spot, same endin
Same car, engine, same tension brewin
Give me the steel, what the FUCK is you
You done enough not enough, act two
I'm runnin up it's not a bluff, I'm 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 it may be a, good idea to stand here
You no idea of what the FUCK'S about to land here
Smart bombs, J-DAMS, mayhem
Hold up, god damn, it's 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 killed the mayor, and the
sayers say a prayer, see a minister
Drinks are on the house, the is on the hill
The hills are on FIRE, it started in the
inhalation, no ventilation
No fire station, no
Minus the heroes and plaques sites
become burial sites, high aerial flights
Hover over David Blaine, I'm to save the game
Fifty-two pick-up witcha
lies the man on the track
Lonely as the dagger in my back, staggerin
Fallin face flat, still at you
gettin at you, they're all laughin at you
My greatest gift of all was the ability to
Get back up and fall, get up and fall
Get back up and fall and crawl and get up and brawl
And 'em lick the balls
Now the dagger's in my pocket, I hear the track I rock it
Pull your arm outta socket, reachin for the
Rock shit, shit, control shit
Hold shit down 'til we on some old shit
I'll stick the pin in your neck to earn respect
Stuff the paper in your if I have to spell it out
Or write it on yo' cause that's what I'm about
Run the route, bring water to the
When all else fails on the trails of
Hate judged, happiness won't budge
Wickedness just as wickedness does
And I'm just gettin a buzz, I'm it just because I can
because I am a man
With the, that fit it and the teeth marks embedded
But God's hands, tight, and don't forget it
The evil in your heart is, home
Where is bred and grown, I refuse
I defuse the bomb but for a moment
And out of NOWHERE comes yo' worst opponent
The first on it, the last to leave
All my, trash is treasure, that's how it's
At the end of my spin the heights achieved
I'ma leave with a like how I was conceived
thieves in the temple with tricks up they sleeve
BUT NO!!! THAT!!