Luyện nghe bài hát Space

Ain't no point in playin' it
Gotta know role, better state your case
When it all falls better know your place
Just gimme feet and an ounce of
Space, space,
Space, you wanna embrace
Space, space,
"Discovery. Go at up"

Rip up and ravage, it a habit for damage
Whole lotta baggage, you will not manage, I'm the package
Why do talk like I am not established? That is so callous, they are the saddest
Why are they so full of malice? Making up fallacies, I'm in my palace blazing up the with Alice
'Cause I'm a gyalist and I'm the baddest, not a travesty
me "Your Majesty," sometimes it feels like world's on my phallus
Push out my and I big up my status
Where's all the Where's all the clappers?
I am not shaken, no need for
Or apparatus, put in the work and spend on motors and slappers
Why are we frontin' like it even
Why do they make me feel guilty for gettin' this like my soul's in tatters?
here tryna realign my chakras
Driving me crackers, you bloody spackers should get off my
Give me the gas and the matches, I've been through hell and I swallowed the ashes, this ting for so long as it happens, I'm knackered
All of my broken and shattered, sprinkling hate, they're all over the shop and they're scattered
Chatting my name till day and I'm flattered, I am not easily rattled
Don't the cattle, so quiet your chatter or you will get battered
Can't find enough time to dine on these rappers, all of these MCs are like tapas
Fuck all the swine and their bodily gases, roll with the rastas, Babylon's calling me, nobody's me
I do not roll with the masses, but big up the Junglist
I am not timid and I am not passive, messing with me? You be on some acid
Done with the racket, I will get erratic, all of my problems disappear it's magic
It'll be

Ain't no point in playin' it
Gotta know your role, better state case
When it all down better know your place
gimme three feet and an ounce of
Space, space,
Space, you should wanna
Space, space,

Yeah, uh
Don't pet or pander, leave 'em
be damned, man to man
Hit him with an open hand, release the
WorldStar, you could get with on camera
my grammar, I don't stutter, lisp or stammer
Watch me blaze the beat, I must admit it hit just a hammer
It's a for the mandem on the street and in the slammer
Bang your doors, bang your for the cause
Breaking laws, breaking jaws, open
Coke, I'm bored, scores, and be sure
Never let a bredda get one over
Never put money over whores, maybe or it's crazy flawed, it's a myth, life's a gift, made me pause, catch my drift, a spliff and get in them draws
Paid the cost to be the boss, ball and floss, Jesus died, he nailed himself the cross
Still please these backwards shit cunts, why would I take a loss?
Giving a toss, know your worth, hold your turf, the earth, and shake it off
on my line talkin' 'bout, "Yo, Raskit, break me off"
They're wafer soft, I'm off

"Three, two, one, zero, and off"
"Lift off of Mission 41D. The first flight of the Orbiter and the shuttle has cleared the tower"

Ain't no point in playin' it
know your role, better state your case
When it all falls down better your place
gimme three feet and an ounce of
Space,
Space, you should embrace
Space, space,

Alright, lift off and the has started
Yes sir, reading you loud and
Roger, Zero-T, and I feel fine, Damps was turning
We choose to go to the moon in this decade and do the other things, not they are easy, but because they are hard