Luyện nghe bài hát Heat It Up

(Take that from 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 y'all
Then it to the floor
The crowd wanted more so I in the door
The great Rakim, to the pen
Knowledge is born and the strikes again
burst 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 deliver a
The of hip hop, hop to this one
I got more kid, they to miss one
Style got jazz and the crowd's out of
Cause I've got the mic and I've got the
New own microphone technician
give 'em visions
Style'll you listen
the ear, my opponents can't see me
I gave 'em directions, but it in graffiti
But they wanna my m.o. ease back though
They want the flow, then study my steelo
Sketch the skit, but they still see what I did
I the mic up kid

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

Then I explode with a song a original form
Or perform it at high mode, they want the code
Destroyed the and documents and hits
Crews been, um, looking for clues since
start brewing up, rhymes is rough
Stages and microphones
And when you thought you had the format pat
You get kicked to the doormat with that
Cause I've got a high style with know-how
Select the watch the crowd go wild
Bad to bless the females' finesse
shot stress causing cardiac arrest
Mics too hot for you to told in hands
Now they sell 'em with fans and mic stands
Mine still overheats, if you touch it you can see 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)

If his opponents'll run a rap, 'em ease back
I've got a knapsack with hip hop
of artifacts, formats in the act
Tracks after macs, and you can't
equipped with penmanship
Left my penmate, I graduate from Penn State
I could any trade and make a high grade
Even get credit when the rhyme's displayed
As as I manifest, they cheat off my test
my desk and then stress the progress
But they miss the point, the skit
I'll bust your lip if you rip the
Brother's ain't and I'mma smoke up the room
And I've got a called the last platoon
Figure it out kid, problems
are running cause I'm the gunman
Extremely I bust rhymes into the crowd
And watch 'em all out loud
Aw man, and then I like a batteram
Ra got the with your favorite jam

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

The platoon

You know I mean?
And I'm out