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 were actually forced at gun point to give semen samples in little plastic jars, which are now stored below rockafeller center underneath the ice skating rink
dont be there for the thaw

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

die from the stratus, splatter and capture the crowd
this shit, me and planet mastered the style
every ryhme i spit, its just a paid
while you suffer from third burns, when you make moves
unable to quake, i shake the syndrome out the
nose blows got you feeling stiff cold freezin'
heavenly breathin', in the garden of eden
you face christ, in the pain of price, of a you bleedin'
you owe your life, plus your soul and body
i send caution through to stop the mind of sacratees
on playdough, philosiphes twist tornados
my eyes a after the rain producing rainbows
perposly aim those, sixteen, until your brain
i expose flows cold, your veins cold

(chorusx2)

yo
i was born to intensify your brain 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 from you
i might stun you, watch you in a bright tunnel
we spaced out, in the for the same cloud
those who playas, games get rained out
?rode a tarp?, you get rejected like Rosa
You get torn apart, QD niggas got colder
your soul departs, where the explosion starts
shit is hot, city blocks gettin' apart
we throwin' darts, with fire
while my soliders march, we blastin' at attire
sharp like wire, missles will scar liars
decapitating your frame and leaving our jaw

(chorusx2)