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 happy to prove, to whack
Who claim to be better me, no way

I'm frankly, clever than all of you, each and every one
My son, pay close attention, I take your brain to another
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 up, I am the oven, your brains I wanna heat up
Mega, supersonic

I come around, roastin' MC's fire
To the toy, liar raw meat, turn the flame higher
Cook it like a fish, 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, I be smacking them once, or twice in the face
rough beats, producin' the bass that blow out
'Cause to go out

Inner spark, I'm ready to blow out this, altitude level
Reachin' forth, stompin' devil in sight
You might just wanna
My illusions, mental

You're a mark, skulls, been abusin'
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, butter and another thing
You shoulda been a Muppet, a toy boy, a fake puppet
I'm takin' titles and butter up it to me
Said, gee on the mic, and I'm hype for the beat down

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

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

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

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