Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't No Joke

I ain't no joke, I used to let the mic
Now I slam it when I'm and make sure it's broke
When I'm gone no one gets on I won't let
press up and mess up the scene I set
I like to stand in a crowd and the people wonder damn
But think about it then you'll
I'm just an addicted to music
Maybe it's a habit, I use it
Even if it's or the quiet storm
I hook a up convert it in a hip-hop form
Write a rhyme in graffitti in show you see me in
Deep concentration cause I'm no
are wild if you wanna be tame
I treat you like a child then you're gonna be
enemy, not even a friend of me
Cause get fried in the end if you pretend to be
Competing I just put your mind on pause
And I can beat you when you compare my wit yours
I wake you up and as I stare in face you seem stun
Remember me, the one you got your idea
But soon you to suffer but you only get rougher
When you to stutter that's when you had enough of
it, I make 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 rhyme I'm styling
This is what we all sit to write
You can't make it so you take it home, 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 more to
Then you you're ready for the neighborhood chores
The e-m-c-e-e don't try to be
When you come up to speak, even lie to me
You like to exaggerate, and imaginate
Then change the rhyme around, that can me
So when you see me come up,
Or be one of those 7 mc's
They think that I'm a new jack but only if they knew
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 he play
Sound familiar, 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 a grudge
B'll hold the record so the needle budge
I hold a conversation cause I invent
I my dj the president
When I'm senile, people freestyle, steadily
So pucker up and whistle my
But whatever you do, don't one
They'll be another rough rhyme this one
Before you it, you're following and fiendin'
Waiting for the to get the meaning
before the middle of my story I'm telling
Nobody beats the r so stop
Save it, put it in pocket for later
Cause I'm moving the and b a record fader
No and the mic is broke
When I'm gone, then you can
Cause everything is real on a tip
Keep playing and I get quick
And you for a walk through hell
Feed your dome then your eyeballs swell
you out of triple state darkness
When it get dark then I'mma spark this
Microphone cause the heat is on, you see
And I'm finish when the beat is gone, I'm no