Luyện nghe bài hát Heat It Up

(Take that microphone from that kid and it up)

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

Mic check
Then throw it to the
The crowd wanted more so I in the door
The Rakim, papermates to the pen
is born and the light strikes again
Elements and gave birth to the first
Get the pen from the nurse and hook the mic up
When it absolutely positively has to be there on
I a rhyme
The heckler of hip hop, hop to one
I got kid, they hate to miss one
Style got and the crowd's out of control
Cause I've got the mic and I've got the
New York's own technician
Thoughts'll give 'em
Style'll you listen
Devastates the ear, my can't see me
I 'em directions, but wrote it in graffiti
But they wanna my m.o. ease back though
They want the exact flow, study my steelo
Sketch the skit, but still can't 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)

Then I explode a song with a original form
Or I'll perform it at mode, they want the code
the blueprints and documents and hits
Crews been, um, looking for clues ever
Beats start brewing up, is rough
Stages and self-destruct
And when you thought you had the down pat
You get kicked to the doormat with that
Cause I've got a tech style with know-how
Select the file the crowd go wild
Bad to bless the females' finesse
Points shot causing cardiac arrest
Mics too hot for you to told in your
Now they sell 'em with fans and mic stands
Mine still overheats, if you it you can see what I did
I the mic up kid

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

If his opponents'll run a rap, tell 'em ease
got a knapsack with hip hop attacks
Stacks of artifacts, in the act
after macs, and you can't relax
Rakim's equipped penmanship
Left my penmate, I could graduate from State
I could take any trade and make a high
Even get extra credit when the 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
ain't cool and I'mma smoke up the room
And I've got a crew called the last
Figure it out kid, problems
Emcees are running cause I'm the
Extremely dangerous I rhymes into the crowd
And watch 'em all out loud
Aw man, and then I like a batteram
Ra got the plan with your jam

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

The last

You know I mean?
And I'm out