Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't No Joke

I no joke, I used to let the mic smoke
Now I it when I'm done and make sure it's broke
When I'm gone no one on cause I won't let
press up and mess up the scene I set
I to stand in a crowd and watch the people wonder damn
But think it then you'll understand
I'm just an addict to music
Maybe a habit, I gotta use it
if it's jazz or the quiet storm
I hook a beat up it in a hip-hop form
a rhyme in graffitti in every show you see me in
Deep concentration cause I'm no
are wild if you wanna be tame
I treat you like a then you're gonna be named
Another enemy, not a friend of me
Cause you'll get fried in the end if you to be
Competing I just put your mind on pause
And I can beat you when you my rhyme wit yours
I wake you up and as I stare in your you seem stun
me, the one you got your idea from
But soon you start to suffer but you only get
you start to stutter that's when you had enough of
Biting it, I make you choke, you provoke
You can't cope, you should of cause I ain't no joke

I got a question, it's serious as
Who can keep the average
Hyper as a heart attack smiling
Cause you're the rhyme that I'm styling
This is we all sit down to write
You can't it so you take it home, break it and bite
Use pieces and bits of all the hip-hop
Get the style pack then it's time to switch
Put my tape on and add some more to yours
Then you figure you're for the neighborhood chores
The e-m-c-e-e even try to be
When you come up to speak, don't lie to me
You to exaggerate, dream and imaginate
Then the rhyme around, that can aggravate me
So when you see me come up,
Or you'll be one of 7 mc's
They think that I'm a new jack but only if knew that
who think wrong are they who can't do that
Style I'm doing, they might ruin
of paragraphs based on you and
Your offbeat dj, if anything he
familiar, I'll wait til e say
Play 'em, so have to dis and broke
You get a smack for this, I ain't no joke

I hold the microphone like a
B'll hold the record so the needle budge
I hold a conversation cause I invent
I nominated my dj the
When I'm senile, people freestyle, going
So pucker up and whistle my
But you do, don't miss one
They'll be rough rhyme after this one
Before you it, you're following and fiendin'
Waiting for the punchline to get the
before the middle of my story I'm telling
Nobody the r so stop yelling
Save it, put it in your pocket for
Cause I'm moving the crowd and b a record
No and the mic is broke
When I'm gone, then you can
Cause everything is on a serious tip
Keep and I get furious quick
And take you for a through hell
Feed your dome then watch your eyeballs
Guide you out of triple darkness
it get dark again then I'mma spark this
Microphone cause the is on, you see smoke
And I'm finish the beat is gone, I'm no joke