Luyện nghe bài hát My Enemy

* I'm on the run
It's me
It stop attackin me
Everywhere I look I see blasphemy
Im runnin down the in the middle of the night
Ill loose sight
I will fight
Why is it me
Why it haffta be
So hard to
Be an MC
hip hop
Just wont
Im so hard
But it wont drop
I duck in the alley catch my breath to ten
Open up the source and it is again
Starrin me in the eye
Keep regenerating so I no it die
I the magazine
Look around the coast is clean
I take off
Looking a dope fiend
The industry demond
Started
Im out of
breathin
Theres must be a way to end this
At least knock him out for the at best
I dash into a record store to avoid him
Some other kids tried but never destroyed him
I check the stores top 20 see what got
There he is again and got the number 1 spot
I jet, in sweat, drippin wet
gear faster then a turbo vett
Im hard
this demon disease
But it come at ease
you
The commin up on my rite hand side
I inside
It be easy to
I make my way in mad crowded place
Everybody's rockin shits with demons face
I the mall
Leave the way
Cant take it longer I runnin all day
I managed to it to the subway
But the gaining on me so I cant stay
Im as fast as I can
I pause for a second and out my royal blue paint can
I begin taggin on the wall
As I keep the demon starts to fall
Looks like he cant real hip hop
like I found out what makes the demon drop
Keep till the wall it lit
And it
My tag reads
I ran out of paint I was gonna do him in
I run the demons getting up again
I exit the sub way to the streets
Off in the distance I some dope beats
I run towards the music I think im loose it
Im runnin so hard the my feet start
I see

I drop to the ground and start break
The demon down
I pop into a
I do a windmill and the demon to fall
Looks like it cant real hip hop
Looks like I found out what the demon drop
keep breakin
Cept legs start
I gotta 'cause my body cant take it
I get up
Start runnin
The does the same guess this will never end
Still I the music that I heard before
And if from a hip hop record store
I make it to the and see ruckus adds
They got 2 and 2 scratch pads
I jump the techniques and rip it indeed
I up the records till both of my hands bleed
Demon fell hard that thug
But I had to stop there was too much blood
I went through 3 the daemon still thrillin
Now I cant believe all the that im spillin
The demon gets back up on his
I grab in record and put on a dope beat
I cant run any more no
So I grab a mike and
Daemon battle me
I spittin out metaphors rite and left
I told him that he to start bitin less
I told him he needs to come
I told him that hip hop is critical
Started shaking couldn't it any more
stopped beating and he fell to the floor
Looks like I out what made him drop
And that was the end of hip hop