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 the street in the middle of the night
Ill never sight
I will fight
Why is it me
Why it haffta be
So hard to
Be an MC
hip hop
Just stop
Im so hard
But it wont drop
I in the alley catch my breath count to ten
Open up the source and it is again
Starrin me in the eye
regenerating so I no it wont die
I the magazine
Look the corner coast is clean
I off running
Looking like a dope
The industry demond
Started
Im out of
breathin
Theres be a way to end this madness
At least him out for the count at best
I dash into a record store tryin to him
Some kids have tried but never destroyed him
I check the stores top 20 see they got
There he is and he's got the number 1 spot
I jet, covered in sweat, wet
Kickin gear faster then a vett
Im runnin
From this demon
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 this mad crowded
Everybody's rockin with this demons face
I the mall
Leave the way
Cant take it longer I runnin all day
I managed to make it to the
But the daemons on me so I cant stay
Im as fast as I can
I pause for a second and pulled out my royal paint can
I begin taggin on the wall
As I keep bombing the starts to fall
Looks like he cant take hip hop
Looks like I found out what makes the demon
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 demons up again
I the sub way back to the streets
Off in the I hear some dope beats
I run towards the music I think im gonna it
Im so hard the my feet start bruising
I see

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