Luyện nghe bài hát The Sentinel

We found this club on a street, but I was kind of iffy,
We could hear some fly beats, but outside it looked shifty,
I said this to just before I finished my sentence,
This bouncer came out and dragged us both the entrance,
This guy was huge and I was stumbling my speech,
I finally mumbled we just stumbled in from the street,
He said to us "So us was accidental?
Well I'm not surprised, we don't at the Sentinel",
He said "What's name?" he said "Pressure", I said "Suffa",
He said "Join the of the suckers",
So we went in, we sat right down,
Pressure "I guess I'll get us both our first round",
He had to go cos the bar was underground,
He came back and said "Man these the cheapest in town",
I agreed, yes indeed, we could be all night,
They're only charging a buck for imperial pints,
And I'm alright, this place is kind of cool man,
I'm hoping tonight, nobody the fool and,
Ruins this vibe that got going,
Not knowing where I am, but jam's growing man this spots blowing,
The were hot I sat down and listened,
To their four thousand watt, in-house system,
The DJ was laying tracks, people on the floor and then,
He played a break, and the chorus went...

These dim lights hold, silhouetted figures fit in moulds,
This beer's ice cold, we're going to be here till the nights old,
I stroll, see what I can plunder, but I wonder,
Do I feel a blunder or is that the putting me under,
A strange feeling, place got my brain reeling,
Looked up and seen a picture of the barkeep the main ceiling,
like a broken dream, I'm walking through a smoke machine and,
In the seen a dope fiend, blowing a smoke screen,
Sat down, at the picture on the bottle label,
It was the man and the stripper that sat atop my table,
And as he licked her thighs I saw that glint in her
The wristwatch her waistlet it had him hypnotized,
She kissed him goodbye, me a smile and a grin,
My reply cut thin by my hand my chin,
Walked to the bar as the tender looked right me I said
"Excuse me", he replied in tones as if he talked about me not to me,
He said: "Welcome to the Sentinel, I hope your stay perpetual,
We serve drinks and dreams but no edibles",
I a round, man I think this is watered down,
Its tasting sought of fowl, this place is giving me the and plus the doors are now,
Closing to the so let's make our move,
Then I was by the strangest sense of déjà vu,
Man I swore I was bent "Suffa man heard this all before it went",
Ba ba ba ba ba, and then the went...

& Suffa
Man this got me reeling I took a seat to get my focus,
When a group of B-Boys gathered by the stage my notice,
At about one o'clock, the club approached us,
And "I heard you jokers were MCs, who's the dopest?
Cos we run an mic battle every night,
And to enter you've got to be, tight",
I said "Get me the mic I might flip", then the switched,
My was blurring and burning words inside my eyelids,
Rhyme begun, something possessing my tongue,
Blessing the deaf and till I was falling short of breath in my lung,
"When will they let us stop?" I checked the and it was,
Six in the morning, and we still rhyming,
Battled MC after MC, MCs for days,
But they wouldn't let us go, when we tried to the stage,
The manager said "You boys can leave this tournament,
And you can leave the Sentinel", and the chorus went...