Luyện nghe bài hát Track 2 from Outerspace

(man talking)
1979, all the fathers of noble winners were rounded up by united nations military units, alright
and they were actually forced at gun to give semen samples in little plastic jars, which are now stored below rockafeller center underneath the ice skating rink
dont wanna be there for the

(Chorus)
yo, yo
its on now, we sit up in outerspace and throw down
you all hype up in our face calm down
you dont really beef, planet war child
your squad fall down

skies die the stratus, splatter and capture the crowd
hip-hop shit, me and planet mastered the style
every i spit, its just a paid dues
while you suffer from third degree burns, when you make
to quake, i shake the syndrome out the children
nose got you feeling stiff cold your freezin'
heavenly breathin', shook in the of eden
you face christ, in the pain of price, of a debt you
you owe your life, plus mind soul and body
i send caution through wind to stop the of sacratees
bring on playdough, philosiphes twist
my a spectrum after the rain producing rainbows
perposly aim those, sixteen, until your close
i expose flows cold, veins remian cold

(chorusx2)

yo
i was born to intensify brain with skill
my is ill, P thats for the pain you feel
LA for the that i aim to kill
NE niggas i entertain the fill
train to build, train to steal the mics you
i might stun you, watch you back in a bright
we spaced out, in the for the same cloud
those who claim playas, get rained out
a tarp?, you get rejected like Rosa Parks
You get torn apart, QD niggas got colder
your soul departs, heres where the explosion
shit is hot, city blocks gettin' blown
we throwin' darts, contamidated fire
while my soliders march, we blastin' at attire
sharp like barb wire, missles will scar
decapitating your frame and our jaw wired

(chorusx2)