Luyện nghe bài hát The Genius is Slammin'

What I'm to flow on is so dope
The average hip hop fiend couldn't
Or explain my style because it's hard to
So the fiend scratch and and nod to the rhyme
That I lay down in a narrow path
While beats are flowin' off a modern phonograph
Bass loud, high hats crisp and
That'll never let a mc interfere
Or bring about some technical
So I got and I wrote these
Rhymes that just loose from the brain
Searching for beats on the same plane
For you to write new it is a must
But I off with rhymes old as dust
Even as a of dust it existed
Ya got
Forget it, ya 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 not hype 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 stuck up
But I define challenge, a total fuck up
And critical, a crying shame
How many mc's me, and die in vain
But you should've with ya whole rap
Community, now your unity
what I see right 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 audacity to to me
Thinking you was butch and you could do me
How can you do me you don't know me
And out of the hip hop styles ya couldn't me
One that may have damaged me
But that's something never see

M.c. means mic I build
That have running like what track and field
When I conduct please don't
With ya or and's or but's keep ya mouth shut
The hip hop that I own is highly known
To bury mc's a dog bury bones
And in field, yo, I'm extraordinary
And in my back yard there's a
Of mc's who try to speak
And off preak technique that's and very weak
Yet they still have the to ask me to duel
And like mr. t, I the fool
The shining microphone is the device
That makes me stand out like men amongst
So respond to the stimuli fly
Straight to the sky on a natural
Cause I'm the transmitter wild and bitter
Thinking about tryingme then
Cause if it sounds tempting boy, I'll dare you
And speaking of your low life, I won't you
Cause you're not of the mercy
Anyway the genius is just blood
So take a lickin' as the plot
While ya head is took, ya be pumping like a
How can you ever say my was played
When my rhymes be chopping shit a switchblade