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 be there for the thaw

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

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

(chorusx2)

yo
i was born to intensify your with skill
my name is ill, P thats for the you feel
LA for the lyrics i aim to kill
NE niggas know i the fill
train to build, to steal the mics from you
i might you, watch you back in a bright tunnel
we spaced out, in the game for the cloud
who claim playas, games get rained out
?rode a tarp?, you get like Rosa Parks
You get torn apart, QD got colder hearts
your departs, heres where the explosion starts
is hot, city blocks gettin' blown apart
we throwin' darts, with fire
while my soliders march, we at your attire
sharp like barb wire, missles scar liars
your frame and leaving our jaw wired

(chorusx2)