Luyện nghe bài hát The Genius is Slammin'

What I'm about to flow on is so
The hip hop fiend couldn't cope
Or explain my style because it's hard to
So the fiend and think and nod to the rhyme
That I lay down in a straight narrow
While beats are just off a modern phonograph
Bass loud, high hats and clear
That'll let a weak mc interfere
Or about some technical difficulties
So I got and I wrote these
Rhymes that just broke loose the brain
Searching for dope on the same plane
For you to new rhymes it is a must
But I come off with old as dust
Even as a of dust it existed
Ya got
it, ya missed it

I'm
The is slammin'

You me on the mic, no way
That's me being played in on the 1st day
Now who's a fool? do you strive for?
Prime time on the box and fans galore
Forget it, cause you're not as they want you
With a maximum of 200 rhymin' iq
Is 10, meaning thin, you'll win
So erase that, I'm not lose friend
I know you're gassed, ya charged, and kinda up
But I define your challenge, a fuck up
And critical, a crying shame
How many mc's challenge me, and die in
But you should've came with ya rap
Community, now where's your
Cause what I see now is you and i
And you're too weak to stop me doin' my
Damage, you know, type of and fender
Nah!, not the same way I did
But you had the to step to me
Thinking you was cassidy and you could do me
How can you do me when you know me
And out of the hip hop ya couldn't show me
One style may have damaged me
But that's something never see

M.c. mic constructor I build
have suckers running like what track and field
When I conduct don't interrupt
With ya if's or and's or but's keep ya mouth
The hip hop style that I own is known
To bury like a dog bury bones
And in field, yo, I'm extraordinary
And in my back yard there's a
Of meek mc's who try to
And off preak technique that's soft and weak
Yet they still the heart to ask me to duel
And mr. t, I pity the fool
The shining microphone is the device
That makes me stand out like men mice
So respond to the then fly
Straight to the sky on a natural
I'm the transmitter buck wild and bitter
Thinking about then reconsider
Cause if it sounds tempting boy, double dare you
And speaking of your low life, I spare you
Cause you're not worthy of the
Anyway the genius is just thirsty
So take a lickin' as the thickens
While ya head is took, ya be pumping like a
How can you ever say my style was
When my rhymes be chopping shit like a