Luyện nghe bài hát Microphone Fiend

I was a fiend before I became a
I melted instead of cones of ice cream
Music orientated, so when Hip Hop was
Fitted like of puzzles, complicated

'Cause I the mic an' tried to say, Yes, yall
tried to take it an' say that Im too small
Cool 'cause I get upset
I kick a in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet

Back to the lab a mic to grab
So I add all the rhymes I had
One after the other one, then I another one
To dis the opposite, then ask if the done

I get a cravin', for I for nicotine
But I dont need a cigarette, what I mean?
Im ragin', up the stage
An' dont it sound amazin' 'cause every rhyme is

An' thought of 'cause its of an addiction
by the mixin'
Vocals, vocabulary, in verses, stuck in
The mic is a drano, eruptin'

overflowin', gradually growin'
Everythin' is written in the cold, so it can
My to guide
48 tracks to

The invincible fiend, Rakim
Spread the cause he's in
E F F E C T
A smooth operator operatin'

But back to the problem, I have it
I ain't into solvin' it, silly
The prescription is a hyper tune thorough when
I fiend for a like heroin

Soon as the bass kicks, I a fix
So gimme a an' a mic an' a mix
An' I'll put you in a mood or is it a of
Beware, its the re-animator

A to a microphone, the lethal weapon
Or assassinator, if the people, they
You see a of me you never seen
When Im fiendin' for a microphone, Im the microphone

12, Im worse that a gremlin
Feed me hip hop an' I tremblin'
The of suspense is intense, you're horrified
But this aint the cinemas of From The Darkside'

By any means necessary, is what had to be done
Make way 'cause here I
DJ material
'Imperial'

Its a must that I bust any mic hand to me
Its inherited, its in the family
See, I wrote the rhyme broke the bull's back
If that dont em up, I carry a full pack

Now I dont want to have to let off, you kept off
You didnt keep the warm, so step off
Ladies an' gentleman, about to see
A past time hobby to be

it to the maximum, I cant relax see
I'm hype as a hypochondriac the rap be
One hell of a antidote, you cant smoke
More than dope, tryin' to move away
But you cant, broke

More than up, you should have backed up
For those who act up, need to be more smacked up
Any entertainer, I got a chamber
One on one an' Im the

So close your an' hold your breath
An' Ima hitcha wit the of death
you go, youll remember you seen
The fiend for a microphone, Im the fiend

The microphone
The fiend
Im the microphone
Im the fiend