Luyện nghe bài hát Scrape The Sky

Here we go, we go, here we go, here we go
Now we blastin' off the ozone
The way we kickin' in the is loco fa sho tho
We pavin' a road opposed to the dodo
Goin' over your head a top hat, stop that
I know you hear me spittin' hot raps
Now watch that beat 'cause it's to drop
Been rockin' the 09 jump off, yeah, yeah
Last Pan, first name Peter I know you see my flying and you want me to teach ya
But I stay elevated so that all God's creatures, can hear me shout it out me name was Aretha
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Fly by see the looks on faces
'Cause I'm in full E-F-F-E-C-T jetsetting on a basis

David Eff, man, ya don't
Davey Davey, he won't
We to rock it 'till the city takes off
Mister Captain (yeah) ace (yeah)
I wanna my wings and fly
To all the people in the coach (yeah), and my first class (yeah)
We'll you how to scrape the sky

As the curvature of the earth shape, fly fast forward like a video tape
And no cape, (nah) just follow my jet
Proud in the clouds, boom! in precinct
All hop, no trampoline, box in the pocket of my jet jeans
Shine with the stars, so bright even N.Y.C sees me at
I see London, I see
Now bounce to my turbulence
Drop jams the sky like manna
All the way from Alabama to
Back to the West where I reside
So me, do you care if I...
to the bump and take to the skies?
We T-minus 10 to let the fly

Eff, man, ya don't stop
Davey Davey, he stop
We came to it 'till the city takes off
Mister (yeah) ace pilot (yeah)
I spread my wings and fly
To all the people in the coach (yeah), and my first class (yeah)
We'll show you how to the sky

Ha, sicker than yo
Down like Goose and I'm fly like
With a savage attack and a mouth like a match spittin' fuego Homie, it ain't if it's magic
Illusions, indubitably
My crew can do it and we do it
Rock around the clock all across the
Got a lot of Sky and a reputation of makin' earthquakes every time we land
'Cause stoppin' ain't an option or of the plan
Fools get to while I'm running on jet fuel
Now pay close 'cause I'm ready to let you
Know I'm all about, child
I got that that you've come to love
And I'mma stay fly, the day I die spittin' fresh to death from above, get it

Eff, man, ya don't stop
Davey Davey, he stop
We came to rock it 'till the takes off
Mister (yeah) ace pilot (yeah)
I wanna spread my and fly
To all the people in the (yeah), and my first class folks (yeah)
We'll show you how to the sky