Luyện nghe bài hát Microphone Killa

Yeah, to the draw like an animator
down tapes like I'm Hannah Baker
Microphone
Rolling in a
They just cannot load the
now they know I made it
(Baby now know I made it)
Uh, better get ready to bust, you ready or what?
I'm lighting the giving the heady a puff
Nobody heavy as us, venomous
Got 'em all up
give up
Turning your from metal to dust (click boom)
Make tombs for my
room or I'll have 'em buried
I'm cutting all your capillaries
Give me, me, all the god damn loot
With the trees on deck, baby I am
So
Give me some space to breathe
They saying things about me but the thing about me is I never care what all these think about me
and OG, spitting my game since '03
Feel a cold whenever I speak to you
Speak the truth, proof, I can reach the youth
And a mountain, you?
You just move it
Try to climb it but the climate got your clouded
See the room is crowded I pack the show
All bumblebee pull up at the door
Murdered out, when I'm out
get that money in absurd amounts, I'ma need a third account
I'm the one you heard about,
Campaign mode like a
Never laid low 'cause I got a
And I gotta bring that bitch fruition
Got 'em I would stop
But I never slow down like I'm from the cops
Put money in the pot (yah)
Got the pocket aces and I'll it no debating
me everything you got, 'cause
I am the mic, the killa
I grip the mic, like Mike I'm all
Looking for a bigger got the world up on my finger-tip like a fidget spinner bitches, because you know that I'm the

I am the mic, the killa
I am the one with the gun
I am the light, recite no filla
Don't to the best and expect respect
I'm on deck so best to protect your neck because
I am the mic, the microphone
I am the mic, the microphone
I am the mic, the killa
I am the mic, the mic, the mic, the mic, the
The killa

I'm the microphone with a gun on my waist
Fuck out my face, drink tequila out the jug with no
And running with apes, gorillas, fuck the love it's hate
Snatching crumbs off your plate and ask if you got to say, I doubt it
I'm feelin' violent, I've a tyrant since Pokemon
My potion's strong I'm the OG Obi-Wan
I'm going hard a virgin's first booty call
Every verse give them pins and needles like a voodoo doll
Now every single Big Merk is taking doo doo's on
See me in a camo-balaclava the news come on
Shout out Webby we the youngest the juice
I got an right behind me, we are hundred, strong salute, yeah
These salty, they feeling froggy, well get up off me
What's in the coffee? I 'em up like I did the laundry
I'm Kurt Cobain, a hint of Auzzie, my shit is haunting
I kill 'em softly, I'm ice-cold I went to bargaining
Nevertheless I fall off once
I'm Air in his prime and y'all are Walmart chucks
My fan will keep growing like Paul Blart's gut
One bar in the booth will get these stuck, I'm saying
These think I'm famous, the shit is dated
I'm sipping thinking about which whip to blaze in
I feel the hate it's just motivation to get me with
So if they say they don't like me means I fit the A-list
Hey bitch, why you mad at the kid? had it with this
You you dope, but I'm actually sick
this shit, back in the mix, gargantuous shit
You think you you get slapped with a dick, no question
Everybody wants to off Merk
It's R.I.P Prodigy, I'm hell on Earth
We the truth, we the ones you should bet on first
Yo Webby this shit's like a and ten bar verse, let's get it
It's 'cause I've never wrote my shit in double time
Which means that now I have to go and add in a couple lines
Fuck it's fine, we the right now
CT to Canada like how you feeling now

I am the mic, the killa
I am the one with the gun
I am the light, recite with no
step to the best and expect respect
I'm on deck so it's to protect your neck because
I am the mic, the microphone
I am the mic, the killa
I am the mic, the killa
I am the mic, the mic, the mic, the mic, the
The microphone