Luyện nghe bài hát Musical Massacre

How could I keep my
When all of thoughts fought for exposure?
Release, then veins in the brains
When I let off, a wish and blow the smoke off my piece
Unloadin, unfold and the are explodin
And the mic that I'm holdin'
Cordless cause the wire fire like a fuse
Gunpowder and the slightest bruise is a
The is there so listen
Here's the brief
A boom then flame then smoke, ashes a dust to
Contact is compact I bust
are now in a massacre
A disaster a, master at a beat to death
To a pulp, till it pump
Speakers aint sayin
Now the ball can
As I'm lookin' I stand like great buildings in
Then the stage is then
Havoc that could product a whole court
Keep in touch the mic when you're holdin y'all
Sumpin and and slobbin and droolin
Nothin's pumpin, who do you think ya
Tommy Tucker, the 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
he get off he know he shouldn't a did that
Minor, old timer, weak rhymer, in liner
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
by tracin and a little arrangin
So perform, If ya still aint warm after
A roast by the host with the most it's a musical

Never tired, don't try it, keep quiet
a storm, you could rain, but a riot
Remains, the gangs power just the towerin inferno
The gonna burn so
Distance I kept, ou better your step
Volunteers go from and get
Ya out of the
the temperature change
Anywhere within the range of
Fahrenheit on the mic, mic see it
Burns soon as it's felt see it's torchin,
Mic's pipin hot, steamin schemin now ya not
James must a been dusted
Disgusted, now he can't be
with fluid
Static can cause an explosion, in fact impact's in
Time was up, so I don't need a bomb
Beat gives me a heat-stroke when I calm
Pull out the tool, sometimes I wanna fool
But I was cool, one in the chamber
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 you'll find somewhere the rainbow
Courage, heart, brain, you need
Turn on your mic, snap your fingers times
We gone, or the story end the same
And you'll the flame
The was weak, make another antidote
Whats the why can't ya quote?
for musical intelligence
Rhymes are irrelevant, no
And settles it
Go manufacture a match, send me a blast
From the that has to make musical massacre