Luyện nghe bài hát Microphone Fiend

I was a fiend before I became a
I melted microphone instead of cones of ice
Music orientated so hip hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of complicated
'Cause I grabbed the mic and try to say, yes
tried to take it and say that I'm too small
Cool 'cause I get upset
I kick a in the speaker pull the plug then I jet

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

of, 'cause it's sort of an addiction
Magnetized by the
Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, just in
The mic is a Drano, volcanoes
Rhymes overflowing, gradually growing, is written in the cold
So it can coincide, my to guide, forty-eight tracks to slide
The invincible, microphone Rakim, spread the word, 'cause I'm in
E F F E C T, a smooth operating correctly

But back to the problem, I gotta
You solve it, silly rabbit
The prescription is a tone that's thorough when
I fiend for a microphone heroin
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 of unawareness?
Beware, the reanamator

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

By any means necessary, is what has to be done
Make way 'cause here I come, my DJ 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 rhyme that broke the bull's
If that don't slow 'em up, I carry a pack
Now I don't want to have to let off, you should of off
You keep the stage warm, step off

Ladies and Gentleman, you're to see
A past time hobby to be
Take it to the maximum, I can't see
I'm hype as a 'cause the rap be one
Hell of a antidote, something you smoke
More than dope, trying to move away but you can't, you're broke
More than cracked up, you should backed up
For who act up need to be more 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 wit the blow of death
Before you go, you'll remember you
The fiend of a microphone, I'm the fiend

The fiend
The microphone
The microphone
The microphone
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