Luyện nghe bài hát Pyromaniax

ringing....
little girl:Monkey, where you at

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

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

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

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

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