Luyện nghe bài hát Track 2 from Outerspace

(man talking)
1979, all the fathers of noble prize winners were rounded up by united military units, alright
and they were 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 wanna be for the thaw

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

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

(chorusx2)

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

(chorusx2)