Luyện nghe bài hát Microphone Fiend

I was a fiend before I a teen
I melted microphones of cones of ice cream
orientated so when hiphop was originated
Fitted pieces of puzzles, complicated
'Cuz I the mic and try to say, "Yes, y'all"
tried to take it, and say that I'm too small
Cool, I don't get upset
I kick a in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet

Back to the lab without a mic to
So then I add all the I had
One after the other one, I make another one
To dis the opposite ask if the brother's done
I get a like I fiend for nicotine
But I need a cigarette, know what I mean?

I'm ragin', up the stage and
Don't it amazin', 'cause every rhyme is made and
Thought of, 'cuz it's sort of, an addiction, magnatized by the
Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, you're in
The mic is aldraino, eruptin'
Rhymes overflowin', growin'

Everythin' is written in code, so it can coin
My thoughts to guide, 48 tracks to
The invincible, fiend Rakim
Spread the word, I'm in EFFECT
A smooth operator correctly

But to the problem, I gotta habit
You can't stop it, rabbit
The prescription is a that's thorough when
I fiend for a microphone like
Soon as the bass kicks, I a fix
Gimme a and a mic and a mix

And I'll put you in a or is it a state of
Unawareness? Beware, the re-animator
A menace to a microphone, a weapon
An assasinator, if the people ain't
You see a of me that you never seen
When I'm for a microphone, I'm the microphone fiend

After 12, I'm that a Gremlin
Feed me Hiphop and I start
The of suspense is intense, your horrified
But this ain't the of "Tales From the Darkside"
By any means neccesary, this is has to be done
Make way 'cuz I come, my DJ cuts material, grand imperial
It's a must that I any mic you're hand to me
inherited, it's runs in the family
I wrote the rhyme that broke the bull's
If that slow 'em up, I carry a full pack

Now, I want to have to let off, you should of kept off
You didn't keep the stage warm, off
Ladies and Gentleman, about to see a pasttime hobby about to be
Take it to the maximum, I relax see, I'm
Hype as a hyperchrondriac 'cuz the rap be one hell of a
Something you can't smoke more than
You're tryin' to move away but you can't, you're

More cracked up, you should have backed up
For those who act up to be more than smacked up
Any entertainer, I got a torture
One on one and I'm the
So close your eyes and your breath
And I'm a wit the blow of death
you go, you'll remember you seen
The fiend of a microphone, I'm the microphone
The microphone

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The fiend
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