Luyện nghe bài hát Takeoff

In of the mic, behind the limelight
A so bright shines refined advancement
Dance with the last man on the face of the
Who did the electric sl-i-i-ide the verse
Hands held high, connect the
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 over 'em, over me
Outwardly, inwardly, openly,
Happily, dastardly, tragedy and
story same flight
Where they put yo' body same same spot, same endin
Same car, same engine, tension brewin
Give me the steel, what the 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, idiot savant no
Romp, the big guys, stomp all the pies
Kick the box, light these
Ladies your 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
Smart bombs, J-DAMS, bring
Hold up, god damn, just a party
Dirty red carpet and you by me wobbly
Obviously, oblivious, snobby
Heat to the Mojave, heat to the
Beat, to the rhymin, each, brother
Taxpayers the mayor, and the senator
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
Smoke inhalation, no
No fire station, no
Minus the heroes and plaques sites
become burial sites, from high flights
over David Blaine, I'm here to save the game
Fifty-two pick-up witcha
Alone lies the man on the
as the dagger in my back, staggerin fowards
Fallin face flat, still at you
Still at you, they're all laughin at you
My greatest gift of all was the 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 lick the
Now the in my back pocket, I hear the track I rock it
your arm outta socket, reachin for the cockpit
Rock shit, shit, control shit
Hold shit 'til we slow on some old shit
I'll stick the pin in neck just to earn respect
the paper in your mouth 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
When all else fails on the of love
becomes judged, happiness won't budge
Wickedness just as wickedness does
And I'm just gettin a buzz, I'm sayin it just I can
because I am a man
With the, hand that fit it and the teeth marks
But God's hands, tight, and don't forget it
The in your heart is, misery's home
Where is bred and grown, I refuse
I defuse the bomb but for a moment
And like out of NOWHERE comes yo' opponent
The ones on it, the last to leave
All my, trash is treasure, that's how perceived
At the end of my spin the heights achieved
I'ma with a bang like how I was conceived
There's thieves in the temple with up they sleeve
BUT NO!!! THAT!!