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 because it's hard to define
So the scratch and think and nod to the rhyme
That I lay in a straight narrow path
While beats are just off a modern phonograph
Bass loud, high crisp and clear
never let a weak mc interfere
Or bring about technical difficulties
So I got prepared and I wrote
that just broke loose from the brain
Searching for dope on the same plane
For you to new rhymes it is a must
But I off with rhymes old as dust
Even as a speck of dust it
Ya got
Forget it, ya it

I'm
The genius is

You me on the mic, no way
That's me being in april on the 1st day
Now who's a fool? what do you strive
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, never win
So that, I'm not gonna lose friend
I know you're gassed, ya charged, and kinda up
But I define your challenge, a fuck up
And it's critical, a crying
How many challenge me, and die in vain
But you came with ya whole rap
Community, now where's your
Cause what I see now is you and i
And you're too weak to stop me from 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 cassidy and you do me
How can you do me when you don't me
And out of the hip hop styles ya couldn't me
One style that may damaged me
But that's something never see

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