Luyện nghe bài hát Takeoff

In front of the mic, behind the
A star so bright shines advancement
Dance with the last man on the face of the
Who did the sl-i-i-ide over the verse
Hands high, connect 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 on 'em, roll on 'em
over 'em, no control over 'em, over me
Outwardly, inwardly, openly,
Happily, dastardly, and casualty
Same story flight
they put yo' body same strip same spot, same endin
Same car, same engine, same tension
Give me the steel, what the FUCK is you
You done 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, all the pies
Kick the box, light M-80's
Ladies grab babies, run for safety
I don't think it may be a, 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, just a party
Dirty red carpet and you walk by me
Obviously, oblivious, frontin
Heat to the Mojave, to the robbery
Beat, to the rhymin, each, brother
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 in the fields
Smoke inhalation, no
No fire station, no
Minus the heroes and memorial sites
burial sites, from high aerial flights
Hover over David Blaine, I'm to save the game
Fifty-two pick-up brain
Alone lies the man on the
Lonely as the dagger in my back, fowards
Fallin face flat, spittin 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 back up and
Get back up and fall and crawl and get up and brawl
And 'em lick the balls
Now the dagger's in my back pocket, I hear the I rock it
your arm outta socket, reachin for the cockpit
Rock shit, roll shit, shit
Hold down 'til we slow on some old shit
I'll stick the pin in neck just to earn respect
Stuff the paper in mouth 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 becomes judged, 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 fit it and the teeth marks embedded
But hands, grip tight, and don't forget it
The in your heart is, misery's home
Where is bred and grown, I refuse
I the bomb but just for a moment
And like out of NOWHERE comes yo' opponent
The first on it, the last to leave
All my, trash is treasure, how it's perceived
At the end of my spin when the heights
I'ma leave with a bang like how I was
There's thieves in the temple with tricks up they
BUT NO!!! THAT!!