Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't No Joke

I no joke, I used to let the mic smoke
Now I slam it when I'm done and make sure broke
When I'm gone no one gets on cause I let
Nobody press up and up the scene I set
I like to stand in a crowd and watch the people wonder
But think about it you'll understand
I'm just an addict addicted to
Maybe a habit, I gotta use it
if it's jazz or the quiet storm
I a beat up convert it in a hip-hop form
a rhyme in graffitti in every show you see me in
Deep cause I'm no comedian
Jokers are wild if you be tame
I treat you like a child then you're 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 you compare my rhyme 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 when you had enough of
it, I make you choke, you can't provoke
You can't cope, you should of cause I ain't no joke

I got a question, it's serious as
Who can the average dancer
Hyper as a heart attack smiling
Cause you're expressing the that 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 hip-hop
Get the style down pack then time to switch
Put my on pause and add some more to yours
Then you figure you're for the neighborhood chores
The don't even try to be
When you up to speak, don't even lie to me
You to exaggerate, dream and imaginate
Then change the 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 if they knew that
They who think wrong are who can't do that
Style I'm doing, they might ruin
Patterns of paragraphs on you and
Your offbeat dj, if he play
familiar, I'll wait til e say
Play 'em, so I'mma to dis and broke
You could get a smack for this, I ain't no

I the microphone like a grudge
B'll hold the so the needle don't budge
I hold a conversation cause I invent
I nominated my dj the
When I'm senile, freestyle, going steadily
So pucker up and whistle my
But whatever you do, don't one
They'll be another rough after this one
you know it, you're following and fiendin'
Waiting for the to get the meaning
before the middle of my story I'm telling
Nobody the r so stop yelling
it, put it in your pocket for later
Cause I'm the crowd and b a record fader
No interruptions and the mic is
When I'm gone, you can joke
Cause everything is real on a 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 triple state
When it get dark again then I'mma this
Microphone cause the is on, you see smoke
And I'm when the beat is gone, I'm no joke