Luyện nghe bài hát Musical Massacre

How I keep my composure
When all of thoughts fought for exposure?
Release, then veins in the increase
I let off, make a wish and blow the smoke off my piece
Unloadin, unfold and the are explodin
And the mic that I'm golden
Cordless cause the wire caught like a fuse
and the slightest bruise is a friction
The is there so listen
Here's the description
A boom then flame then smoke, ashes a dust to
Contact is compact I bust
are now in a massacre
A a, master at fashion a beat to death
To a pulp, till it pump
Speakers sayin nothin
Now the ball can
As I'm lookin' I stand like great buildings in
Then the stage is took
Havoc struck that could product a court
Keep in touch with the mic when holdin y'all
and pumpin and slobbin and droolin
Nothin's pumpin, who do you ya foolin?
Tommy Tucker, the sucker
you oughtta do, is pick up a tempo
From what I invent, so hard not to bite, but you prevent so
You to kidnap
I the kid rap
When he get off he he shouldn't a did that
Minor, old timer, rhymer, stay in liner
You won't be to go so yo
Maybe later, you're be
But for now, you're one of me
Now the immature taken from originations
Made by tracin and a arrangin
So perform, If ya still warm maybe after
A roast by the host with the it's a musical massacre

Never tired, don't try it, keep quiet
Like a storm, you rain, but a riot
Remains, the gangs power just like the towerin
The beat's gonna so
Distance I kept, ou better watch step
go from here and get
Ya out of the
Appreciate the temperature
Anywhere the range of celcius
on the mic, mic melts see it
Burns as it's felt see it's torchin, scorchin
Mic's pipin hot, who's schemin now ya not
James Brown a been dusted
Disgusted, now he can't be
Embalmed fluid
can cause an explosion, in fact impact's closin in
Time was up, so I don't need a bomb
gives me a heat-stroke when I rhyme calm
Pull out the tool, sometimes I break fool
But I was cool, one in the chamber
Lets play a game of rhymin
And put me up to your brain and name a rhyme ya clout
One mistake, ya out
If this imitation it can't be the same
Maybe what you'll find somewhere over the
Courage, heart, brain, you need
Turn on your mic, snap your fingers times
We gone, or the story won't end the
And you'll feel the
The potion was weak, another antidote
Whats the science? why ya quote?
Elements for intelligence
Rhymes are irrelevant, no
And settles it
Go a match, send me after a blast
From the that has to make musical massacre