Luyện nghe bài hát The Genius is Slammin'

What I'm to flow on is so dope
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 narrow path
While beats are just flowin' off a modern
Bass loud, high hats and clear
That'll let a weak mc interfere
Or bring about technical difficulties
So I got prepared and I these
Rhymes that just broke loose the brain
Searching for dope beats on the plane
For you to new rhymes it is a must
But I come off 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 played in on the 1st day
Now who's a fool? do you strive for?
time 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, you'll win
So erase that, I'm not gonna lose
I know gassed, ya charged, and kinda stuck up
But I define your challenge, a fuck up
And it's critical, a shame
How many challenge me, and die in vain
But you came with ya whole rap
Community, now your unity
Cause I see right now is you and i
And you're too weak to me from doin' my
Damage, you know, type of body and
Nah!, not the way I did brenda
But you had the audacity to 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 styles ya couldn't me
One style that may have me
But that's something never see

M.c. means mic constructor I
That have suckers running like track and field
When I conduct please don't
With ya if's or and's or but's ya mouth shut
The hip hop style that I own is highly
To bury mc's like a dog bury
And in field, yo, I'm extraordinary
And in my back yard there's a
Of meek who try to speak
And off technique that's soft and very weak
Yet they still have the to ask me to duel
And like mr. t, I pity the
The chrome microphone is the device
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 and bitter
about tryingme then reconsider
Cause if it sounds tempting boy, I'll double you
And speaking of low life, I won't spare you
Cause you're not of the mercy
Anyway the genius is just blood
So take a lickin' as the thickens
ya head is took, ya be pumping like a chicken
How can you say my style was played
When my rhymes be chopping shit a switchblade