Luyện nghe bài hát Musical Massacre

How could I keep my
When all sorts of thoughts fought for
Release, then veins in the brains
When I let off, make a and blow the smoke off my piece
Unloadin, unfold and the rhymes are
And the mic that I'm golden
Cordless cause the wire fire like a fuse
and the slightest bruise is a friction
The outcome is so listen
Here's the brief
A boom then flame then smoke, ashes a to dust
Contact is when I bust
are now in a massacre
A a, master at fashion a beat to death
To a pulp, till it pump
Speakers aint nothin
Now the ball can
As I'm lookin' I like great buildings in Brooklyn
Then the stage is then
Havoc struck that could product a whole
Keep in touch with the mic when you're holdin
and pumpin and slobbin and droolin
Nothin's pumpin, who do you ya foolin?
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, stay in
You won't be to go so yo
Maybe later, gonna be
But for now, almost one of me
Now the immature imitations taken from
Made by and a little arrangin
So perform, If ya still aint warm after
A roast by the host with the it's a musical massacre

Never tired, don't even try it, quiet
Like a storm, you could rain, but a
Remains, the gangs just like the towerin inferno
The beat's burn so
Distance I kept, ou better watch your
Volunteers go from and get
Ya out of the
Appreciate the temperature
Anywhere the range of celcius
Fahrenheit on the mic, mic see it
Burns soon as it's felt see it's torchin,
pipin hot, steamin who's schemin now ya not
James Brown must a been
Disgusted, now he be trusted
Embalmed fluid
Static can cause an explosion, in fact closin in
Time was up, so I don't a time bomb
Beat me a heat-stroke when I rhyme calm
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 this imitation it can't be the same
Maybe what you'll find somewhere over the
Courage, heart, brain, you need
on your mic, snap your fingers three times
We gone, or the story won't end the
And you'll feel the
The was weak, make another antidote
Whats the why can't ya quote?
Elements for musical
are irrelevant, no development
And settles it
Go manufacture a match, me after a blast
From the that has to make musical massacre