Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't No Joke

I ain't no joke, I to let the mic smoke
Now I slam it I'm done and make sure it's broke
I'm gone no one gets on cause I won't let
Nobody press up and mess up the I set
I to stand in a crowd and watch the people wonder damn
But think about it then you'll
I'm just an addict addicted to
Maybe it's a habit, I use it
if it's jazz or the quiet storm
I hook a beat up convert it in a form
Write a in graffitti in every show you see me in
concentration cause I'm no comedian
Jokers are wild if you be tame
I treat you like a child then you're gonna be
Another enemy, not a friend of me
Cause get fried in the end if you pretend to be
Competing cause I put your mind on pause
And I can beat you when you compare my wit yours
I you up and as I stare in your face you seem stun
Remember me, the one you got your idea
But soon you start to suffer but you get rougher
When you start to stutter that's when you had of
Biting it, I you choke, you can't provoke
You can't cope, you should of broke cause I no joke

I got a question, it's serious as
Who can keep the average
Hyper as a heart attack nobody
Cause you're expressing the that I'm styling
is what we all sit down to write
You make it so you take it home, break it and bite
Use and bits of all the hip-hop hits
Get the style down pack then time to switch
Put my tape on pause and add some to yours
you figure you're ready for the neighborhood chores
The don't even try to be
When you come up to speak, don't lie to me
You like to exaggerate, and imaginate
Then change the rhyme around, that can me
So when you see me up, freeze
Or you'll be one of those 7
think that I'm a new jack but only if they knew that
They who wrong are they who can't do that
Style that I'm doing, they might
Patterns of based on you and
Your offbeat dj, if anything he
Sound familiar, wait til e say
Play 'em, so I'mma have to dis and
You could get a smack for this, I no joke

I hold the microphone a grudge
B'll hold the record so the needle budge
I hold a cause when I invent
I my dj the president
When I'm senile, freestyle, going steadily
So pucker up and whistle my
But whatever you do, miss one
They'll be rough rhyme after this one
Before you know it, you're following and
for the punchline to get the meaning
Like the middle of my story I'm telling
Nobody beats the r so yelling
it, put it in your pocket for later
Cause I'm moving the and b a record fader
No interruptions and the mic is
When I'm gone, then you can
Cause everything is on a serious tip
playing and I get furious quick
And take you for a through hell
Feed your then watch your eyeballs swell
Guide you out of state darkness
When it get dark again I'mma spark this
Microphone cause the is on, you see smoke
And I'm when the beat is gone, I'm no joke