Luyện nghe bài hát Track 2 from Outerspace

(man talking)
1979, all the fathers of noble prize winners were rounded up by united nations units, alright
and they were actually forced at gun point to 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 and throw bombs down
you all hype up in our face nigga down
you dont want beef, planet war child
whole squad fall down

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

(chorusx2)

yo
i was born to your brain with skill
my name is ill, P for the pain you feel
LA for the lyrics i aim to kill
NE niggas know i entertain the
train to build, train to steal the mics you
i might stun you, you back 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 Rosa Parks
You get torn apart, QD got colder hearts
your departs, heres where the explosion starts
shit is hot, city blocks gettin' apart
we throwin' darts, contamidated fire
while my soliders march, we blastin' at your
sharp like barb wire, will scar liars
decapitating frame and leaving our jaw wired

(chorusx2)