Luyện nghe bài hát Critical Beatdown

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

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

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

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

It's time that I it right, correctly to the top
the rhythm and as your head, bop
I'm hype, for the beat down

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

Inner spark, I'm ready to out like this, altitude level
forth, stompin' every devil in sight
You might just bite
My illusions, confusions

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

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

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

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

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

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

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