Luyện nghe bài hát The Sentinel

We this club on a side street, but I was kind of iffy,
We could some fly beats, but from outside it looked shifty,
I said this to pressure before I finished my sentence,
This bouncer came out and dragged us through the entrance,
This guy was huge and I was stumbling my speech,
I finally mumbled that we stumbled in from the street,
He said to us "So finding us was
I'm not surprised, we don't advertise at the Sentinel",
He said "What's your name?" he said "Pressure", I "Suffa",
He said "Join the of the suckers",
So we went in, we sat right down,
said "I guess I'll 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 be here all night,
They're charging a buck fifty for imperial pints,
And I'm feeling alright, this is kind of cool man,
I'm hoping tonight, acts the fool and,
Ruins this vibe I've got going,
Not knowing where I am, but this jam's man this spots blowing,
The were hot I sat down and listened,
To four thousand watt, in-house sound system,
The DJ was laying tracks, people on the floor and then,
He played a crazy break, and the went...

These dim hold, silhouetted figures fit in tight moulds,
This beer's ice cold, yeah we're going to be here the nights old,
I might stroll, see I can plunder, but I wonder,
Do I feel a or is that the drink putting me under,
A strange feeling, this got my brain reeling,
Looked up and seen a of the barkeep upon the main ceiling,
Feels like a broken dream, I'm walking through a smoke and,
In the corner a dope fiend, blowing a smoke screen,
Sat down, looked at the picture on the label,
It was the same man and the stripper that sat my table,
And as he licked her thighs I saw that in her eyes
The upon 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,
to the bar as the tender looked right through 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 bought a round, man I think this is down,
Its sought of fowl, this place is giving me the creeps and plus the doors are now,
to the public so let's make our move,
Then I was struck by the sense of déjà vu,
Man I swore I was bent "Suffa man I've heard all before it went",
Ba ba ba ba ba, and the chorus went...

& Suffa
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 one o'clock, the club manager approached us,
And said "I heard you jokers MCs, who's the dopest?
Cos we run an open mic every night,
And to enter you've got to be, tight",
I said "Get me the mic I flip", then the lights switched,
My vision was and burning words inside my eyelids,
Rhyme progression begun, possessing my tongue,
Blessing the deaf and dumb till I was short of breath in my lung,
"When will they let us stop?" I 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, we tried to leave the stage,
The manager said "You boys can never leave tournament,
And you can never leave the Sentinel", and the went...