Luyện nghe bài hát The Genius is Slammin'

What I'm about to on is so dope
The average hip hop fiend cope
Or explain my style because it's to define
So the scratch and think and nod to the rhyme
I lay down in a straight narrow path
While are just flowin' off a modern phonograph
Bass loud, high hats and clear
That'll never let a weak mc
Or about some technical difficulties
So I got and I wrote 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 is slammin'

You me on the mic, no way
That's me played in april on the 1st day
Now who's a fool? what do you strive
Prime time juice on the box and fans
Forget it, cause not hype as they want you
With a of 200 your rhymin' iq
Is 10, thin, you'll never win
So erase that, I'm not gonna lose
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 ya whole rap
Community, now where's unity
what I see right now is you and i
And too weak to stop me from doin' my
Damage, you know, of body 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 when you know me
And out of the hip hop styles ya couldn't me
One style may have damaged me
But that's something you'll see

M.c. means mic constructor I
have suckers running like what track and field
When I please don't interrupt
With ya if's or and's or but's keep ya shut
The hip hop that I own is highly known
To bury mc's like a dog bury
And in field, yo, I'm extraordinary
And in my back yard a cemetary
Of meek mc's who try to
And off preak that's soft and very weak
Yet they still the heart 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 to the stimuli 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, I'll double you
And of your low life, I won't spare you
you're not worthy of the mercy
Anyway the is just blood thirsty
So take a as the plot thickens
While ya head is took, ya be like a chicken
How can you ever say my was played
When my rhymes be shit like a switchblade