Luyện nghe bài hát My Enemy

* I'm on the run
It's me
It stop attackin me
Everywhere I I see hip-hop blasphemy
Im runnin the street in the middle of the night
Ill loose sight
I will fight
Why is it me
Why does it be
So hard to
Be an MC
hip hop
Just wont
Im runnin so
But it just drop
I duck in the alley catch my count to ten
Open up the source and it is again
me rite in the eye
Keep regenerating so I no it die
I the magazine
Look around the corner coast is
I take off
Looking like a dope
The commercial demond
Started
Im out of
breathin
Theres must be a way to end this
At least knock him out for the count at
I into a record store tryin to avoid him
Some other kids have but never destroyed him
I the stores top 20 see what they got
There he is again and got the number 1 spot
I jet, covered in sweat, wet
Kickin gear faster a turbo vett
Im hard
this demon disease
But it come at ease
you
The malls commin up on my rite side
I figure
It be to hide
I make my way in this mad crowded
Everybody's rockin shits with demons face
I exit the
Leave the way
Cant take it longer I been all day
I managed to it to the subway
But the daemons gaining on me so I cant
Im runnin as as I can
I pause for a second and out my royal blue paint can
I begin graffiti on the wall
As I keep bombing the demon to fall
like he cant take real hip hop
Looks I found out what makes the demon drop
Keep till the wall it lit
And it
My tag BENEFIT
I ran out of just I was gonna do him in
I betta run the getting up again
I exit the sub way to the streets
Off in the distance I hear dope beats
I run towards the I think im gonna loose it
Im runnin so hard the my feet start
I see

I to the ground and start break dancing
The demon down
I pop into a
I do a and the demon starts to fall
Looks like it take real hip hop
Looks like I found out what makes the drop
Imma breakin
Cept legs shakin
I stop 'cause my body cant take it
I get up
Start again
The demon does the same guess will never end
Still I hear the 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 scratch
I behind the techniques and rip it indeed
I up the records till both of my hands bleed
fell hard that commercial thug
But I had to stop there was too much blood
I went through 3 elements the still thrillin
Now I cant believe all the that im spillin
The demon gets up on his feet
I grab in instrumental and put on a dope beat
I cant run any more no
So I grab a and scream
come battle me
I started spittin out metaphors rite and
I told him that he needs to start less
I him he needs to come original
I told him that hip hop this is
Started couldn't take it any more
Heart stopped beating and he to the floor
Looks like I found out what made him
And was the end of commercial hip hop