Luyện nghe bài hát The Genius is Slammin'

What I'm about to on is so dope
The average hip hop 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
beats are just flowin' off a modern phonograph
Bass loud, high crisp and clear
That'll let a weak mc interfere
Or bring about some technical
So I got and I wrote these
Rhymes that just broke loose the brain
Searching for dope on the same plane
For you to write new rhymes it is a
But I off with rhymes old as dust
Even as a of dust it existed
Ya got
Forget it, ya it

I'm
The genius is

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 juice on the box and fans galore
Forget it, cause you're not hype as they you
a maximum of 200 your rhymin' iq
Is 10, meaning thin, never win
So erase that, I'm not lose friend
I know you're gassed, ya charged, and kinda up
But I define your challenge, a total up
And it's critical, a crying
How many mc's me, and die in vain
But you should've came with ya rap
Community, now where's your
Cause what I see now is you and i
And too weak to stop me from doin' my
Damage, you know, type of body and
Nah!, not the same way I did
But you had the audacity to to me
Thinking you was cassidy and you could do me
How can you do me when you know me
And out of the hip hop styles ya show me
One style that may have me
But that's you'll never see

M.c. mic constructor I build
That have suckers running like track and field
When I conduct don't interrupt
With ya if's or and's or 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 a cemetary
Of mc's who try to speak
And off preak technique that's soft and weak
Yet they still have the to ask me to duel
And like mr. t, I the fool
The shining chrome is the device
That makes me stand out like men mice
So respond to the stimuli fly
Straight to the sky on a natural
Cause I'm the transmitter wild and bitter
Thinking about tryingme reconsider
Cause if it sounds tempting boy, I'll dare you
And speaking of low life, I won't spare you
you're not worthy of the mercy
Anyway the genius is just blood
So take a lickin' as the plot
ya head is took, ya be pumping like a chicken
How can you ever say my was played
When my rhymes be chopping like a switchblade