Luyện nghe bài hát Microphone Fiend

I was a fiend I became a teen
I melted microphone of cones of ice cream
Music orientated so hip hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles
I grabbed the mic and try to say, yes y'all
They to take it and say that I'm too small
Cool I don't get upset
I kick a in the speaker pull the plug then I jet

to the lab without a mic to grab
So I add all the rhymes I had
One the other one, then I make another one
To dis the opposite then ask if the done
I get a craving like I for nicotine
But I don't need a cigarette, what I mean?
I'm raging, up the stage and
Don't it sound 'cause every rhyme is made and

Thought of, 'cause sort of an addiction
by the mixing
Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, stuck in
The mic is a Drano, erupting
Rhymes overflowing, gradually growing, is written in the cold
So it can coincide, my thoughts to guide, tracks to slide
The invincible, microphone fiend Rakim, the word, 'cause I'm in
E F F E C T, a operator operating correctly

But to the problem, I gotta habit
You can't solve it, rabbit
The prescription is a hyper tone thorough when
I fiend for a microphone like
Soon as the bass kicks, I a fix
me a stage and a mic and a mix
And I'll put you in a mood or is it a state of
Beware, it's the

A to a microphone, a lethal weapon
An assasinator, if the people stepping
You see a part of me that you never
I'm fiending for a microphone, I'm the microphone fiend
After twelve, I'm worse a Gremlin
Feed me Hip hop and I trembling
The of suspense is intense, you're horrified
But this ain't the cinemas of 'Tales From the Dark

By any means necessary, this is has to be done
Make way here I come, my DJ cuts material, grand imperial
a must that I bust any mic you're hand to me
It's inherited, runs in the family
I wrote the that broke the bull's back
If that slow 'em up, I carry a full pack
Now I don't want to have to let off, you of kept off
You didn't keep the warm, step off

Ladies and Gentleman, you're to see
A past time hobby to be
it to the maximum, I can't relax see
I'm hype as a hyperchrondriac the rap be one
Hell of a antidote, something you smoke
More dope, you're trying to move away but you can't, you're broke
More cracked up, you should have backed up
For those who act up need to be than smacked up

Any entertainer, I got a torture
One on one and I'm the
So close your eyes and your breath
And I'm a hit'cha wit the blow of
Before you go, remember you seen
The fiend of a microphone, I'm the microphone

The fiend
The fiend
The microphone
The fiend
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