Luyện nghe bài hát Heat It Up

(Take that microphone that kid and heat it up)

I keep the mic hot, I it up kid
I the mic hot, I heat it up (x2)

Mic check
throw it to the floor
The crowd wanted more so I came in the
The great Rakim, to the pen
Knowledge is born and the light again
Elements burst and birth to the first
Get the pen from the nurse and hook the mic up
it absolutely positively has to be there on time
I a rhyme
The heckler of hip hop, hop to one
I got more kid, hate to miss one
got jazz and the crowd's out of control
Cause got the mic and I've got the soul
New York's own technician
give 'em visions
Style'll make you
Devastates the ear, my can't see me
I gave 'em directions, but it in graffiti
But they wanna know my m.o. ease though
want the exact flow, then study my steelo
Sketch the skit, but they can't see what I did
I the mic up kid

I keep the mic hot, I it up kid
I keep the mic hot, I it up (x4)

Then I explode with a song with a form
Or I'll perform it at high mode, they want the
Destroyed the blueprints and and hits
Crews been, um, for clues ever since
start brewing up, rhymes is rough
Stages and microphones
And you thought you had the format down pat
You get back to the doormat with that
Cause I've got a high tech with know-how
Select the file the crowd go wild
Bad beats to bless the finesse
shot stress causing cardiac arrest
Mics too hot for you to told in your
Now they 'em with fifteen fans and mic stands
Mine overheats, if you touch it you can see what I did
I the mic up kid

I the mic hot, I heat it up kid
I keep the mic hot, I it up (x4)

If his opponents'll run a rap, 'em ease back
got a knapsack with hip hop attacks
Stacks of artifacts, in the act
after macs, and you can't relax
Rakim's with penmanship
Left my penmate, I could graduate from Penn
I could take any trade and a high grade
Even get extra when the rhyme's displayed
As as I manifest, they cheat off my test
Surround my desk and then the progress
But they miss the point, forget the
I'll bust lip if you rip the script
Brother's ain't cool and I'mma smoke up the
And I've got a called the last platoon
Figure it out kid, problems
Emcees are cause I'm the gunman
Extremely dangerous I bust into the crowd
And watch 'em all scream out
Aw man, and then I slam like a
Ra got the with your favorite jam

I the mic hot, I heat it up kid
I keep the mic hot, I it up (x4)

The last

You know I mean?
And I'm out