Luyện nghe bài hát Microphone Fiend

I was a before I became a teen
I melted microphones instead of 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 tried to take it an' say Im too small
'cause I dont get upset
I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, I jet

to the lab without 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 done

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

An' thought of its sort of an addiction
by the mixin'
Vocals, vocabulary, in verses, stuck 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,
the word cause he's in
E F F E C T
A operator operatin' correctly

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

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
Unawareness? Beware, its the

A to a microphone, the lethal weapon
Or assassinator, if the people, steppin'
You see a part of me you seen
When Im fiendin' for a microphone, Im the fiend

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

By any means necessary, this is what had to be
Make way here I come
DJ cuts
Called

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

Now I dont want to have to let off, you kept off
You didnt the stage warm, so step off
Ladies an' gentleman, about to see
A time 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 smoke
More than dope, tryin' to move away
But you cant, broke

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

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

The fiend
The fiend
Im the fiend
Im the fiend