Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Blowin' Up

I'm T N T, and I just can't
An E M C E E, a fuse
it's lit I hit, with the lyrical wit
Of a scientist, tryin'

Sugar coated, rhyme loaded with
Now see how the crowd yell louder
Now the rhyme is dropped and you a pop
Think it's a shot, but you just can't

Your vibrates, at my rate
So why wait, I hate to be
causes rhyme combustion
Like a tornado winds start gustin'

Rhymes unload, and explode
Riding the same Malcolm X rode
On a higher level, 'cause I left the
Outcast, F the press

When I hit like a bulldozer, boom
And there goes ya whole up in smoke
When I go, I go for

Yo, I'm on the tip, I get on the mic with
vision, 'cause I'm mic whipped
Strung the lung to tongue
I breathe rhymes that come

A that's hidden and forbidden
If any man good riddance
A mortal mind is just no
The rhyme is my conquest

The Twilight Zone will looks like child's
Am I a I'll say
I'm so cool and yet so
When I'm on the mic, something

Hiroshima, remember Harbor
fire, but don't bother
To run for cover, you can't
On record, compact or tape
you play it, fuse is lit
An explosion, you hit

prophecies, visions I forsee
Me blowin' up in your face, now to see
fumes in the shape of a mushroom
Cloud the 'cause I went boom
I'll the sky like Halley's Comet
it comes to rap, I'm it
I'm up

I'm up
For the fans that crave, hip hop with
I'm here to save, rap an early grave, like a God I gave
to the mic, as I watch it enslave
All the sellouts who out obscenities and spell out
M O N E Y to out

Of the but like Othello you kill the mic
A Cappella, in the cellar you rap like
Rap is a for cash you'll run out of gas
a marathon how long can you last?

With nothing, renditions of something
You create so you imitate the pumpin'
Only the strongest can as long as I last

My is the longest in hip hop history
Check the book after victory
Man look is a science, the mic is an appliance
So I it to an alliance of words

Put 'em in a zone, blow 'em up like a time bomb
emcees caught the debris, little bits and pieces of me
Put my ideas on a you laid is like pulling my pen
Like a

I'm up
Clap your hands to old track that brought back
The man that rap than the next man
I an ex fan and make 'em rock harder than any other can
Whoever understand my game plan
Should feel ashamed like a lame, I'm the same man

That ran the rap yard for years, hard for years
Never got paid slaved and for years
Then other rappers came off rhymes that were soft
I went the flow and you said that I fell off

Don't be bogus where's focus
Did what I had to do to you take notice
Now the dollar's rolling no more
the rap attack, I'm back on top controlling

The whole rap again like I did way back when
Def Jam was a dream I mean I was men
thinks he wants some, he don't want none
He's got to be insane or plain

But if you think you got to prove
Jump, your move
But come in a tank and ten suits of
I won't whip ya, I'll ya, when you're on fire
It still ain't enough, 'cause I won't bury you, boy
blow ya up