Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't No Joke

I no joke, I used to let the mic smoke
Now I slam it I'm done and make sure it's broke
When I'm no one gets on cause I won't let
press up and mess up the scene I set
I like to stand in a and watch the people wonder damn
But about it then you'll understand
I'm just an addict to music
Maybe a habit, I gotta use it
Even if it's jazz or the quiet
I hook a beat up convert it in a form
Write a in graffitti in every show you see me in
Deep concentration cause I'm no
Jokers are if you wanna be tame
I treat you like a child then you're be named
Another enemy, not even a of me
Cause you'll get in the end if you pretend to be
Competing cause I just put your on pause
And I can beat you when you compare my rhyme wit
I wake you up and as I stare in your face you stun
me, the one you got your idea from
But soon you start to suffer but you get rougher
When you start to stutter when you had enough of
Biting it, I make you choke, you can't
You can't cope, you should of broke cause I ain't no

I got a question, it's serious as
Who can the average dancer
Hyper as a attack nobody smiling
Cause you're expressing the rhyme I'm styling
This is what we all sit to write
You can't make it so you it home, break it and bite
Use pieces and bits of all the 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 e-m-c-e-e even try to be
When you come up to speak, even lie to me
You to exaggerate, dream and imaginate
change the rhyme around, that can aggravate me
So you see me come up, freeze
Or be one of those 7 mc's
They think that I'm a new jack but only if they knew
They who think wrong are who can't do that
Style that I'm doing, might ruin
Patterns of paragraphs on you and
Your offbeat dj, if anything he
Sound familiar, wait til e say
'em, so I'mma have to dis and broke
You could get a for this, I ain't no joke

I the microphone like a grudge
B'll hold the so the needle don't budge
I hold a cause when I invent
I my dj the president
I'm senile, people freestyle, going steadily
So up and whistle my melody
But you do, don't 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 before the middle of my story I'm
Nobody beats the r so stop
it, put it in your pocket for later
Cause I'm moving the and b a record fader
No interruptions and the mic is
I'm gone, then you can joke
Cause everything is real on a tip
Keep playing and I get quick
And you for a walk through hell
Feed your dome then watch your eyeballs
you out of triple state darkness
When it get dark again then I'mma this
Microphone the heat is on, you see smoke
And I'm finish the beat is gone, I'm no joke