Luyện nghe bài hát The Genius is Slammin'

What I'm about to on is so dope
The hip hop fiend couldn't cope
Or my style because it's hard to define
So the fiend scratch and and nod to the rhyme
That I lay down in a straight path
While beats are just flowin' off a modern
Bass loud, high crisp and clear
That'll never let a mc interfere
Or bring about some difficulties
So I got prepared and I these
Rhymes that just loose from the brain
Searching for dope on the same plane
For you to write new rhymes it is a
But I come off with old as dust
Even as a speck of dust it
Ya got
it, ya missed it

I'm
The genius is

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

M.c. means mic I build
That have suckers like what track and field
When I conduct please interrupt
With ya or and's or but's keep ya mouth shut
The hip hop style that I own is known
To bury mc's like a dog bones
And in this field, yo, I'm
And in my back yard a cemetary
Of meek mc's who try to
And off preak technique that's soft and very
Yet they still the heart to ask me to duel
And mr. t, I pity the fool
The shining chrome microphone is the
That makes me stand out like men mice
So to the stimuli then fly
to the sky on a natural high
Cause I'm the transmitter buck wild and
about tryingme then reconsider
Cause if it sounds tempting boy, I'll dare you
And speaking of low life, I won't spare you
Cause not worthy of the mercy
the genius is just blood thirsty
So a lickin' as the plot thickens
ya head is took, ya be pumping like a chicken
How can you say my style was played
When my rhymes be shit like a switchblade