Luyện nghe bài hát Slave to My Soundwave

[lord
Hear the crowd, and get the set
You still got time, so put a tape in your deck
Sit down, relax, as I facts
Rhymes attract the crowd I got em down pat
I'm teachin the masses, up for classes
You're to the truth, so i'ma get you some glasses
as I flow, my rep start to grow
And brothers diss me, cause they all know
That I can get raw and hang the rest of em
be frontin, but finesse'll be testin em
As I rhyme, and for perfection
It used to be mics, now it's girls I'm
Mike smooth is on the wheels of
You don't want none so with caution
Clap along, you didn't know I was that strong
To a rap song on top of a platform
A stage, when I speak I rage, shoot
I my rhymes from page to page
Get em down pat, when time for a hype track
I don't scheme, cause I livin like that
I don't front when it's time for a
A award for rap is what 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 can't handle it
Now mc's I amaze, shock and
Just max -- you're a to my soundwave

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

[lord
Now I'm a brother, who is far booty
It's finesse, the mc and yours truly
Who take your girl just like a known crook
All I need is a mic and a
Yo, I go on deep, need a gang to flip
You try to copy, but can't even hang it?
Chill, yo, you can't fool
I drop like a kid from catholic school
Back up, give me some room to flip
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 shittin
I'm not sayin to jump or be of me
But in a battle, prepare to be
Dissed and beaten, up while I warm up
Or in range, and get that ass torn up
Or get a beating like kunta
ain't nothin happening steppin over this way
Lookin all in my grill, don't even when to chill
the mic, soundin like a imbecile
A sucker, a pussy, a chump, a
Gettin booed, out like a homo
Shut trap, as I begin to rap
Lord finesse got skill, so remember that
Rhymes I say, and send with force
I get you hyped, like intercourse
Eat mc's a dinner from swanson
Spring into action the man charles bronson
Step in my way you get played
When tunin, to the lord finesse soundwave

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

[finesse] * while smooth cuts *
Yo just about now I wanna give a out
To my dj mike smooth, the premier
Slo-mo on the tip once again
The brother chilly dee, the brother
d, ice-t, kid jazz, the brother disco
The rest of the syndicate
King sun, build and
Tragedy, and his dj, joe