Luyện nghe bài hát Track 2 from Outerspace

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

(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 want beef, war child
your whole squad down

die from the stratus, splatter and capture the crowd
this hip-hop shit, me and planet mastered the
every ryhme i spit, its a paid dues
while you suffer from third degree burns, you make moves
unable to quake, i shake the syndrome out the
nose blows got you stiff cold your freezin'
heavenly breathin', shook in the garden of
you face christ, in the of price, of a debt you bleedin'
you owe your life, plus your mind and body
i send caution through wind to stop the of sacratees
bring on playdough, twist tornados
my eyes a spectrum after the producing rainbows
perposly aim those, sixteen, until brain close
i expose flows cold, your 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 that i aim to
NE know i entertain the fill
to build, train to steal the mics from you
i might stun you, you back in a bright tunnel
we spaced out, in the game for the same
who claim playas, games get rained out
?rode a tarp?, you get rejected like Rosa
You get apart, QD niggas got colder hearts
your soul departs, heres where the explosion
is hot, city blocks gettin' blown apart
we throwin' darts, contamidated with
my soliders march, we blastin' at your attire
sharp like barb wire, missles will liars
your frame and leaving our jaw wired

(chorusx2)