Luyện nghe bài hát My Enemy

* I'm on the run
It's me
It won't stop me
I look I see hip-hop blasphemy
Im runnin down the street in the of the night
Ill never sight
I forever fight
Why is it me
Why it haffta be
So hard to
Be an MC
hip hop
Just stop
Im so hard
But it just drop
I duck in the alley my breath count to ten
up the source and there it is again
Starrin me in the eye
Keep regenerating so I no it die
I the magazine
Look around the corner coast is
I off running
Looking like a fiend
The industry demond
screamin
Im out of
breathin
Theres must be a way to end madness
At knock him out for the count 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 and he's got the number 1 spot
I jet, in sweat, drippin wet
Kickin gear then a turbo vett
Im runnin
this demon disease
But it come at ease
you
The malls commin up on my rite hand
I inside
It be to hide
I make my way in this mad place
Everybody's rockin shits with this face
I the mall
the back way
Cant take it longer I been all day
I to make it to the subway
But the daemons gaining on me so I stay
Im runnin as as I can
I pause for a and pulled out my royal blue paint can
I begin taggin graffiti on the
As I keep bombing the demon to fall
Looks he cant take real hip hop
Looks like I found out what the demon drop
Keep burning the wall it lit
And it
My tag reads
I ran out of paint just I was do him in
I betta run the getting up again
I exit the sub way to the streets
Off in the distance I hear some dope
I run towards the music I think im gonna it
Im runnin so hard the my start bruising
I see

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