Luyện nghe bài hát Takeoff

In front of the mic, behind the
A star so bright refined advancement
Dance with the last man on the of the earth
Who did the electric over the verse
Hands held high, the antennas
Do or die when we fly, the grimace
Yeah let's get off you ready, Fast Eddie
a load on 'em, wrong folks got a hold on 'em
Put the Blowed on 'em, on 'em
Roll over 'em, no control over 'em, me
Outwardly, inwardly, openly,
Happily, dastardly, and casualty
Same same flight
Where put yo' body same strip same spot, same endin
Same car, engine, same tension brewin
Give me the steel, what the is you doin?
You done enough not enough, act two
I'm up it's not a bluff, I'm bout to crack you
Nonchalant, idiot savant no
Romp, with the big guys, stomp all the
Kick the box, these M-80's
grab your babies, run for safety
I don't it may be a, good idea to stand here
You have no idea of what the FUCK'S about to here
Smart bombs, J-DAMS, bring
Hold up, god damn, it's a party
Dirty red carpet and you walk by me
Obviously, oblivious, snobby
Heat to the Mojave, heat to the
Beat, to the rhymin, each, probably
killed the mayor, and the senator
Rhyme sayers say a prayer, see a
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 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
as the dagger in my back, staggerin fowards
Fallin flat, still spittin at you
Still gettin at you, they're all at you
My greatest gift of all was the ability to
Get back up and fall, get up and fall
Get back up and and crawl and get back up and brawl
And make 'em the balls
Now the dagger's in my back pocket, I hear the track I it
Pull your arm outta socket, reachin for the
Rock shit, shit, control shit
Hold down 'til we slow on some old shit
I'll the pin in your neck 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 water to the
all else fails on the trails of love
Hate judged, happiness won't budge
Wickedness does just as wickedness
And I'm gettin a buzz, I'm sayin it just because I can
because I am a man
With the, hand that fit it and the marks embedded
But God's hands, tight, and don't forget it
The in your heart is, misery's home
ugly is bred and grown, I refuse
I defuse the bomb but just for a
And like out of NOWHERE comes yo' worst
The first ones on it, the to leave
All my, trash is treasure, that's how it's
At the end of my spin when the heights
I'ma with a bang like how I was conceived
thieves in the temple with tricks up they sleeve
BUT NO!!! THAT!!