Luyện nghe bài hát Critical Beatdown

Well, I'm the equalizer, known to be
I static, breakin' up traffic, move, while I enter the groove
I'm on top and happy to prove, to MC's
Who claim to be than me, no way

I'm frankly, more clever all of you, each and every one
My son, pay close attention, I take brain to another dimension
Hold it, it, shape it, you got a knife, yes, I wanna scrape it
Up and down, sideways, any way, I can be to you

But I'll rap and be to you and eat up
Toy ducks I beat up, I am the oven, your brains I wanna up
Mega, supersonic

I come around, roastin' with fire
To burn the toy, liar raw meat, turn the higher
it like a fish, I'll hook it for any beat

It's time that I took it right, to the top
With the rhythm and as head, bop
I'm hype, for the critical down

I'm them, my job is stacking them
For every rapper, must I be smacking them once, or in the face
With rough beats, producin' the that blow out
power to go out

Inner spark, I'm ready to blow out like this, altitude
Reachin' forth, stompin' every devil in
You just wanna bite
My illusions, confusions

You're a mark, skulls, I've been
any rapper who follow me
Your girl me, now, she wanna swallow me
Back up, move on to the

When I'm on the stage, be clear speakin', goin' ear to ear
Places far, ducks would for the countdown
So you wait to rhyme and twist, stuttering,

Parkay, margarine, everything butter and another
You shoulda been a Muppet, a toy boy, a scream puppet
I'm takin' titles and butter up it to me
Said, gee on the mic, and I'm hype for the critical down

Here's the K, combined the double O, in the L, I'm ready to go
As Keith, Rap, General Chief Executive plus
Mandatory, capital statements, I am the
what makes sense

Class, you wasn't to pass, for any germ or lice who come last
I'm boric, high acid
Get off the mic and won't you pass it to me, for a one two check
Give me a pound and lots of

No hands, you disappointing my fans, you on
And to cans, hello, how are you doing?
I come to wreck, and I'll ruin with rhymes, pumpin' up smoke
Diesel advances, makin' them and cough up
The hard headed, I'll soften, spongee, then that, drink

the assess, the Buddha with the ganji
Puff up, while I tough stuff up
I'm Kool Keith, cold MC's
I'm hype for the critical down