Luyện nghe bài hát Musical Massacre

How could I my composure
When all sorts of fought for exposure?
Release, then veins in the increase
When I let off, make a wish and blow the off my piece
Unloadin, and the rhymes are explodin
And the mic I'm holdin' golden
Cordless cause the caught fire like a fuse
and the slightest bruise is a friction
The is there so listen
Here's the brief
A boom then flame then smoke, ashes a dust to
is compact when I bust
MC's are now in a
A disaster a, master at fashion a beat to
To a pulp, it can't pump
Speakers aint sayin
Now the can thump
As I'm lookin' I stand like great in Brooklyn
the stage is took then
Havoc that could product a whole court
Keep in touch with the mic when you're holdin
Sumpin and pumpin and slobbin and
Nothin's pumpin, who do you think ya
Tommy Tucker, the neighborhood
What you do, is pick up a tempo
From 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 shouldn't a did
Minor, old timer, weak rhymer, stay in
You won't be to go so yo
Maybe later, you're be
But for now, almost one of me
Now the immature taken from originations
Made by tracin and a arrangin
So perform, If ya still aint warm 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 could rain, but a
Remains, the gangs power like the towerin inferno
The gonna burn so
Distance I kept, ou better watch your
go from here and get
Ya out of the
Appreciate the temperature
within the range of celcius
Fahrenheit on the mic, mic see it
Burns soon as felt see it's torchin, scorchin
Mic's pipin hot, steamin schemin now ya not
James Brown must a been
Disgusted, now he be trusted
with fluid
Static can cause an explosion, in impact's closin in
Time was up, so I don't need a bomb
Beat gives me a when I rhyme calm
out the tool, sometimes I wanna break fool
But I was cool, like one in the
play a game of rhymin roulette
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 show
Maybe what find somewhere over the rainbow
Courage, heart, brain, you rhyme
Turn on your mic, snap your fingers three
We gone, or the story end the same
And feel the flame
The potion was weak, make another
Whats the why can't ya quote?
Elements for musical
are irrelevant, no development
And that it
Go manufacture a match, me after a blast
From the master that has to make massacre