Luyện nghe bài hát Slave to My Soundwave

[lord
the crowd, and get the stage set
You still got time, so put a tape in tape deck
Sit down, relax, as I facts
attract the crowd once I got em down pat
I'm teachin the masses, join up for
You're blind to the truth, so i'ma get you glasses
Cause as I flow, my rep start to
And brothers don't diss me, cause all know
That I can get raw and with the rest of em
be frontin, but finesse'll be testin em
As I rhyme, and strive for
It to be mics, now it's girls I'm collectin
smooth is on the wheels of fortune
You don't want so proceed with caution
Clap along, you didn't know I was that strong
To kick a rap song on top of a
A stage, I speak I bring rage, shoot
I kick my rhymes page to page
Get em pat, when it's time for a hype track
I don't scheme, cause I ain't like that
I don't front it's time for a autograph
A grammy award for rap is I oughta have
Made up, I ate up, most the comp'
Set up a beat, and watch me
Like a boot, hot in pursuit, now tell me
Do I keep the
Throw me a mic yo and watch me it
Brothers run it, because they handle it
Now mc's I amaze, shock and
Just max -- a slave to my soundwave

* smooth cuts "you're a slave to my soundwave" *

finesse]
Now I'm a brother, who is far booty
It's finesse, the mc and yours truly
Who will take your girl just like a known
All I is a mic and a phonebook
Yo, I go on deep, don't a gang to flip
You try to copy, but can't even hang it?
Chill, yo, you master fool
I drop science like a kid from catholic
Back up, just give me some room to
I get wild on the mic some lunatic
the go, so watch me go
Lord got a soul, and d so
Suckers are gettin rich with no type of hits
But when approached by me they start bricks
I'm not sayin to jump or be of me
But in a battle, prepare to be
Dissed and beaten, ripped up while I up
Or step in range, and get ass torn up
Or get a beating kunta kinte
ain't nothin happening steppin over this way
Lookin all in my grill, don't even know to chill
Grabbin the mic, soundin like a
A sucker, a pussy, a chump, a
Gettin booed, goin out like a
Shut your trap, as I to rap
Lord finesse got skill, so just that
Rhymes I say, and send with force
I get you hyped, like intercourse
Eat like a dinner from swanson
Spring into action the man charles bronson
Step in my way you get played
When you're tunin, to the finesse soundwave

* mike smooth "you're a slave to my soundwave" *

[finesse] * talking while smooth *
Yo just about now I wanna a shout out
To my dj mike smooth, the brother
Slo-mo on the engineerin tip once
The brother chilly dee, the rhome
Donald d, ice-t, kid jazz, the brother
The rest of the rhyme
King sun, build and
Tragedy, and his dj, joe