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
Rhymes attract the crowd once I got em pat
I'm teachin the masses, join up for
You're blind to the truth, so get you some glasses
as I flow, my rep start to grow
And brothers diss me, cause they all know
I can get raw and hang with the rest of em
Brothers be frontin, but be testin em
As I rhyme, and strive for
It used to be mics, now it's I'm collectin
Mike smooth is on the wheels of
You don't none so proceed with caution
Clap along, you didn't know that I was strong
To kick a rap song on top of a
A stage, when I speak I rage, shoot
I kick my from page to page
Get em down pat, when it's time for a hype
I don't scheme, I ain't livin like that
I don't front when time for a autograph
A grammy award for rap is what I have
Made up, I ate up, most the comp'
Set up a beat, and me stomp
a boot, hot in pursuit, now tell me troop
Do I the loot?
Throw me a mic yo and watch me it
Brothers run it, because can't handle it
Now I amaze, shock and daze
Just max -- you're a to my soundwave

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

finesse]
Now I'm a brother, who is far booty
It's lord finesse, the mc and truly
Who will your girl just like a known crook
All I is a mic and a phonebook
Yo, I go on deep, need a gang to flip
You try to copy, but can't hang with it?
Chill, yo, you master fool
I drop science like a kid catholic school
Back up, just give me some room to
I get wild on the mic like some
With the go, so me go
Lord got a soul, and d so
Suckers are gettin rich with no type of hits
But when approached by me they shittin bricks
I'm not sayin to or be scared of me
But in a battle, prepare to be
Dissed and beaten, ripped up I warm up
Or step in range, and get that ass up
Or get a beating kunta kinte
Cause ain't nothin steppin over this way
Lookin all in my grill, even know when to chill
Grabbin the mic, like a imbecile
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
I say, express and send with force
I get you hyped, like intercourse
Eat mc's a dinner from swanson
Spring into action like the man charles
in my way you will get played
When you're tunin, to the lord finesse

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

* talking while smooth cuts *
Yo just about now I give a shout out
To my dj mike smooth, the brother
Slo-mo on the engineerin tip again
The brother chilly dee, the brother
Donald d, ice-t, kid jazz, the brother
The rest of the rhyme
King sun, and destroy
Tragedy, and his dj, joe