Luyện nghe bài hát Microphone Fiend

I was a fiend I became a teen
I melted microphones of cones of ice cream
orientated, so when Hip Hop was originated
Fitted like of puzzles, complicated

I grabbed the mic an' tried to say, Yes, yall
They tried to take it an' say that Im too
'cause I dont get upset
I kick a hole in the speaker, the plug, then I jet

Back to the lab without a mic to
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 brothers

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

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

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

The invincible microphone fiend,
Spread the word cause in
E F F E C T
A smooth operatin' correctly

But to the problem, I gotta have it
I ain't into it, silly rabbit
The is a hyper tune thats thorough when
I for a microphone like heroin

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

A menace to a microphone, the lethal
Or assassinator, if the people, steppin'
You see a part of me you never
Im fiendin' for a microphone, Im the microphone fiend

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

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

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

Now I want to have to let off, you should've kept off
You didnt keep the stage warm, so off
an' gentleman, youre about to see
A past hobby about to be

Take it to the maximum, I cant see
I'm hype as a 'cause the rap be
One hell of a antidote, somethin' you cant
More than dope, youre tryin' to move
But you cant, 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 an' Im the

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

The fiend
The fiend
Im the fiend
Im the microphone