Luyện nghe bài hát Pyromaniax

ringing....
little girl:Monkey, you at monkey??

And what, rappers bring it to me
Oh, you the M.C. (so so so so so)
And what, we known to blow up the spot
burning, blazing hot

Why would you wanna challenge a guy me, if you not clever (come on)
Dirtier than sweating in hot weather
Load the better, than you ever will in your life
kill and get trife, go ahead i'm just gone chill with your wife
The only one that'll get you in a cyph and flex
So the next child that try to front then, I'ma pull your
been, hidden for years, and released when i came
Mics burn when i flame, forever remain my name
Deliver high like migraine headaches and all
You got the nerve to before me, pretend you were bald
Must be to brawl, with a M.C. lord, holding a sword
I'ma a human microphone and my lyrics the vocal

You's a price king only eligible to battle
????
Who are you to hassle, the epidemy of tackle
Buck nine plus tax to the max, corrision shample
Atista Gamble, tangle with hard to handle
Beats lyrical warfare up the river paddle tackle
Gotta a shadow, but still confusing like a pharoah
????split through travels i

Now has led you would have it, my microphone habit
Excels the plab attics, have 'em like (dag nam it)
They pissed off, like the toilet
They plans are foiled, like there in tin paper
Burned skin scrapper, the top kid i'll take ya
I'm type nice, so think twice, you hold the device
Lyrics shot are precise, had you blind like mice
Me shise, must of had me for the wrong stick
That cut short, I'm the one with the long cord and the track one
i smack one rhyme at a time like kids up
Wild like the in a club, heads is backing up
In the meantime, disinfect your filth club, with clean rhyme
Gleam like shine, take you ass home to better dream mine
Be out of town from sundown, block ain't big enough for the both of us
No chance of redemption broken trust
Who tops the bottle cap and seal the whole three liter
Rap and let it go
Off duty in brooklyn better go strap...

Don't knock me you can't rock me
Lyrically i'm cocky, you sloppy, refer to me as
Malaki, of your style, i a mockery of, 'cause you choppy
You specialize in copies like kinkos
Don't ass think yo, you beat me (hahahahaha) i think so
Not mulitiplied by cinco, you blink bro
Now your career going down the sink yo
My hits rock you nots so run and get cops
I rip and flip hot fat like hitchcock
Outta space i roll with spock, kill herbs,
When i spill verbs, direct actors speilberg,
Run ill hearse (son whose the arsonists) hit me off yo
I slice nerds and icebergs in the north pole
You so, really awful, i rock the grand flow
You need like Orlando, or must be rambo, multiplied by commando
Tell your crew, i told you i wreck those too
Make you vocal, i'm express you local, and sick, you saw my click
Your chances are steal it and straws and