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 down the street in the middle of the night
Ill never sight
I forever will
Why is it me
Why does it be
So hard to
Be an MC
hip hop
Just stop
Im runnin so
But it wont drop
I duck in the alley my breath 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
around the corner coast is clean
I take off
Looking a dope fiend
The industry demond
screamin
Im out of
Barely
Theres be a way to end this madness
At knock him out for the count at best
I into a record store tryin to avoid him
Some other have tried but never destroyed him
I check the top 20 see what they got
There he is again and he's got the 1 spot
I jet, in sweat, drippin wet
Kickin faster then a turbo vett
Im hard
From demon disease
But it doesn't at ease
you
The malls commin up on my rite hand
I inside
It be easy to
I my way in this mad crowded place
Everybody's shits with this demons face
I the mall
Leave the way
Cant it longer I been runnin all day
I managed to it to the subway
But the daemons gaining on me so I cant
Im as fast as I can
I for a second and pulled out my royal blue paint can
I begin taggin on the wall
As I keep the demon starts to fall
Looks he cant take real hip hop
Looks like I out what makes the demon drop
Keep burning the wall it lit
And it
My tag reads
I ran out of just I was gonna do him in
I betta run the getting up again
I exit the sub way back to the
Off in the I hear some dope beats
I run towards the music I im gonna loose it
Im so hard the my feet start bruising
I see

I drop to the and start break dancing
The demon slows
I pop into a
I do a windmill and the demon to fall
like it cant take real hip hop
Looks like I found out makes the demon drop
keep breakin
Cept legs start
I gotta stop 'cause my body take it
I get up
Start again
The demon the same guess this will never end
Still I hear the music that I before
And if commin from a hip hop record
I make it to the and see ruckus adds
They got 2 turntables and 2 scratch
I jump behind the techniques and rip it
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 elements the daemon thrillin
Now I cant believe all the blood im spillin
The gets back up on his feet
I grab in instrumental record and put on a dope
I cant run any no energy
So I a mike and scream
Daemon battle me
I started spittin out metaphors and left
I told him that he needs to start less
I him he needs to come original
I told him hip hop this is critical
Started couldn't take it any more
Heart stopped beating and he fell to the
Looks like I found out made him drop
And that was the end of hip hop