Luyện nghe bài hát Musical Massacre

How could I my composure
When all sorts of fought for exposure?
Release, then in the brains increase
When I let off, make a wish and blow the smoke off my
Unloadin, unfold and the rhymes are
And the mic that I'm golden
cause the wire caught fire like a fuse
Gunpowder and the slightest is a friction
The outcome is there so
Here's the brief
A boom then flame then smoke, ashes a dust to
Contact is compact when I
MC's are now in a
A disaster a, master at fashion a to death
To a pulp, till it pump
aint sayin nothin
Now the can thump
As I'm lookin' I like great buildings in Brooklyn
Then the is took then
Havoc struck that could a whole court
in touch with the mic when you're holdin y'all
Sumpin and and slobbin and droolin
Nothin's pumpin, who do you ya foolin?
Tucker, the neighborhood sucker
What you oughtta do, is up a tempo
what I invent, so hard not to bite, but you can't prevent so
You to kidnap
I the kid rap
When he get off he know he a did that
Minor, old timer, weak rhymer, stay in
You be inclined to go so yo
Maybe later, you're be
But for now, almost one of me
Now the immature imitations taken originations
Made by and a little arrangin
So perform, If ya still warm maybe after
A roast by the host the most it's a musical massacre

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