Luyện nghe bài hát Musical Massacre

How I keep my composure
When all sorts of thoughts fought for
Release, then veins in the increase
I let off, make a wish and blow the smoke off my piece
Unloadin, unfold and the rhymes are
And the mic that I'm holdin'
Cordless cause the wire caught like a fuse
Gunpowder and the slightest is a friction
The is there so listen
Here's the brief
A boom flame then smoke, ashes a dust to dust
is compact when I bust
MC's are now in a
A disaster a, master at a beat to death
To a pulp, till it can't
Speakers sayin nothin
Now the can thump
As I'm lookin' I stand like buildings in Brooklyn
Then the is took then
Havoc struck that could product a whole
in touch with the mic when you're holdin y'all
Sumpin and pumpin and slobbin and
pumpin, who do you think ya foolin?
Tommy Tucker, the neighborhood
What you do, is pick 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 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 from originations
Made by and a little arrangin
So perform, If ya still aint maybe after
A roast by the with the most it's a musical massacre

tired, don't even try it, keep quiet
Like a storm, you rain, but a riot
Remains, the gangs power just the towerin inferno
The beat's burn so
Distance I kept, ou watch your step
go from here and get
Ya out of the
the temperature change
Anywhere within the of celcius
on the mic, mic melts see it
Burns soon as it's see it's torchin, scorchin
Mic's pipin hot, steamin schemin now ya not
James Brown must a dusted
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 time
Beat me a heat-stroke when I rhyme calm
out the tool, sometimes I wanna break fool
But I was cool, one in the chamber
Lets a game of rhymin roulette
And put me up to your brain and name a about ya clout
One mistake, ya out
If this imitation it can't be the show
Maybe what you'll find somewhere over the
Courage, heart, brain, you need
Turn on your mic, your fingers three times
We gone, or the story end the same
And you'll the flame
The was weak, make another antidote
Whats the science? why can't ya
Elements for musical
Rhymes are irrelevant, no
And that it
Go a match, send me after a blast
From the master that has to musical massacre