Luyện nghe bài hát Microphone Fiend

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

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

to the lab without a mic to grab
So then I add all the 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 a cigarette, know what I mean?
Im ragin', rippin' up the
An' dont it amazin' 'cause every rhyme is made

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

Rhymes overflowin', growin'
is written in the cold, so it can coincide
My thoughts to
48 tracks to

The invincible microphone fiend,
Spread the word 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 tune thats thorough when
I fiend for a microphone like

Soon as the kicks, I need a fix
So gimme a an' a mic an' a mix
An' I'll put you in a mood or is it a of
Unawareness? Beware, its the

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

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

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

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

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

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

More than cracked up, you have backed up
For those who act up, need to be more 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 microphone

The fiend
The microphone
Im the microphone
Im the microphone