Luyện nghe bài hát Takeoff

In front of the mic, behind the
A star so bright shines refined
Dance with the man on the face of the earth
Who did the electric sl-i-i-ide over the
Hands held high, connect the
Do or die when we fly, face the
Yeah let's get this off you ready, Fast
Drop a load on 'em, 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' same strip same spot, same endin
Same car, same engine, same tension
Give me the steel, what the FUCK is you
You enough it's not enough, act two
I'm runnin up it's not a bluff, I'm bout to you
Nonchalant, idiot no comp
Romp, with the big guys, stomp all the
Kick the box, light M-80's
grab your babies, run for safety
I don't think it may be a, good idea to stand
You have no idea of what the FUCK'S about to here
Smart bombs, J-DAMS, mayhem
Hold up, god damn, it's just a
Dirty red carpet and you walk by me
Obviously, oblivious, frontin
Heat to the Mojave, to the robbery
Beat, to the rhymin, each, probably
killed the mayor, and the senator
Rhyme say a prayer, see a minister
are on the house, the house is on the hill
The hills are on FIRE, it started in the
Smoke inhalation, no
No fire station, no
Minus the and plaques memorial sites
become sites, from high aerial flights
Hover David Blaine, I'm here to save the game
Fifty-two witcha brain
Alone the man on the track
Lonely as the in my back, staggerin fowards
Fallin face flat, spittin at you
gettin at you, they're all laughin at you
My gift of all was the ability to fall
Get back up and fall, get up and fall
Get back up and fall and and get back up and brawl
And 'em lick the balls
Now the dagger's in my back pocket, I hear the track I it
Pull your arm outta socket, reachin for the
shit, roll shit, control shit
Hold shit 'til we slow on some old shit
I'll stick the pin in your neck just to earn
Stuff the paper in your if I have to spell it out
Or write it on yo' forehead cause that's what I'm
Run the route, bring water to the
When all fails on the trails of love
Hate becomes judged, happiness budge
does 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, hand that fit it and the marks embedded
But hands, grip tight, and don't forget it
The evil in your heart is, misery's
Where is bred and grown, I refuse
I defuse the but just 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 when the heights
I'ma leave with a bang like how I was
There's in the temple with tricks up they sleeve
BUT NO!!! THAT!!