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

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

Pressure &
Man this place's got me I took a seat to get my focus,
When a group of gathered by the stage took my notice,
At about one o'clock, the manager approached us,
And said "I you jokers were MCs, who's the dopest?
Cos we run an open mic battle night,
And to enter you've got to be, tight",
I said "Get me the mic I might flip", the lights switched,
My vision was blurring and burning words my eyelids,
Rhyme begun, something possessing my tongue,
Blessing the and dumb till I was falling short of breath in my lung,
"When will let us stop?" I checked the time and it was,
Six in the morning, and we were 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...