Luyện nghe bài hát Musical Massacre

How could I keep my
When all of thoughts fought for exposure?
Release, veins in the brains increase
When I let off, make a and blow the smoke off my piece
Unloadin, and the rhymes are explodin
And the mic that I'm golden
Cordless cause the caught fire like a fuse
Gunpowder and the slightest bruise is a
The outcome is so listen
Here's the description
A boom then flame then smoke, ashes a dust to
Contact is compact when I
MC's are now in a
A a, master at fashion a beat to death
To a pulp, it can't pump
aint sayin nothin
Now the can thump
As I'm lookin' I like great buildings in Brooklyn
Then the stage is took
Havoc struck could product a whole court
Keep in touch with the mic when holdin y'all
and pumpin and slobbin and droolin
Nothin's pumpin, who do you think ya
Tommy Tucker, the sucker
you oughtta do, is pick up a tempo
From I invent, so hard not to bite, but you can't prevent so
You start to
I the kid rap
he get off he know he shouldn't a did that
Minor, old timer, weak rhymer, stay in
You be inclined to go so yo
later, you're gonna be
But for now, almost one of me
Now the immature taken from originations
Made by tracin and a little
So perform, If ya still warm maybe after
A roast by the with the most it's a musical massacre

Never tired, don't even try it, keep
a storm, you could rain, but a riot
Remains, the gangs power just like the inferno
The beat's burn so
Distance I kept, ou better watch step
go from here and get
Ya out of the
the temperature change
Anywhere within the 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 a been dusted
Disgusted, now he be trusted
Embalmed with
Static can cause an explosion, in fact impact's in
Time was up, so I don't a time 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
Lets play a of rhymin roulette
And put me up to brain and name a rhyme about ya clout
One mistake, ya out
If this imitation it can't be the show
Maybe what you'll somewhere over the rainbow
Courage, heart, brain, you rhyme
Turn on your mic, snap fingers three times
We gone, or the story end the same
And you'll feel the
The was weak, make another antidote
Whats the science? why can't ya
Elements for intelligence
are irrelevant, no development
And that it
Go manufacture a match, me after a blast
From the master that has to make massacre