Luyện nghe bài hát MC Champion

And now..
You're MC Champions,

"I am sealing off the dimensional
the hole in the fabric of the cosmos like a scar"

[Ced
Ahh
One two, one two
This is agent Gee
in full effect
We in here droppin freestyle like MC Champions
So Keith, it away

Keith]
Power compactor, distractor
Droppin a bomb, right in anal connector
Sector, vector, the inspector
X-Ray vision, spector
Lexor, Mechtor,
Ah yes yes y'all, and you stop
The rhythm I drop to hit the top to make your go pop
as I flow, pick up the
get hypo, tension as original
lyrical miracle, to attack one
Black one, one, green one or blue one
Colorful sweet rhymes, I'm to do one
or two of you, of you, or four of you
or six or seven, eleven of you
Wack MC's get in the last line
And wait on the mic, you I'm ready to pass mine
Up in the Brougham, with clever
I know when to sting a brain, like I'm a killer bee
Hittin em hard the rhyme as the flame throw
Hardcore, softcore, and the rainbow
MC's, African, Indians
Spanish-American, mixed Panamanian
Nubian, speak in Siberian
Japanese Chinese, and MC's
Preachers, teachers, and negative
I roll and kick a rhyme, you grab mic back
Sidewind and like a snake I strike back
I chew your brain and, the behind you
Your management, the dummy who signed you
To pick up the slack but the hype ain't many
records and tapes cause your rap tellin any
metaphor phrases, that amazes
me the next man, no biter or
with instinct, you look like a duplicator
Bitin my style, nibblin on the big
With rhymes so tight, keep your brain in the headlock
Count the one two three four
I'm like pushwagons, tag-teamin your dome
I'm a CHAMPION

Gee]
Ah yeah, yo Keith, this
I got some freestyle too
I'ma warm up, then get deep
it, check this out
Yo
Poetic genius, metaphors
Ced Gee is the big boss, it better for
a pile of them, MC's again, I'm them
So up my friend
I'm rappin the manifest, leapin some blind
The type of hype I select, when I rap correct
My mic is on, and it's loaded, and lethal
a dose, a taste of my potential
My super wind you bend you sends you
to a brother like me, continue
out on the warpath, flashback, sit
Kick back with that, dope rap
Those that can't rap, with weak rap
Need to get back, and just to add to
fact, words from the knowledge tip
My are swift, I have the gift
Like hocus-pocus, Ced Gee, and I'm on
The mic is loaded rhymes that flame on
Now you know what I am creatin
We call it megafunk, a stated
I'm verbally passin, are outlastin
Waxin to smashin and more ass and
intensity, Ced Gee has got to be
schoolin a wannabe, who try to be
like me,
To flow on the mic and no mercy
I'm a champion, I'm
My rep is strong, no hype is needed
To grow and grow, to and grow
To and grow, and grow and grow
To grow and grow, and grow and
Rap taller than afro,
I'm a