Luyện nghe bài hát Microphone Fiend

I was a fiend before I a teen
I microphones instead of cones of ice cream
Music orientated, so when Hip Hop was
Fitted like pieces of puzzles,

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

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

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

An' of 'cause its sort of an addiction
Magnetized by the
Vocals, vocabulary, in verses, youre in
The mic is a drano, volcanoes

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

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

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

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

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

After 12, Im worse that a
Feed me hip hop an' I start
The thrill of 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 here I
DJ material
Called

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

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

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

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

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

The microphone
The microphone
Im the microphone
Im the microphone