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 explain my style 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 flowin' off a modern
Bass loud, hats crisp and clear
That'll never let a mc interfere
Or bring about technical difficulties
So I got prepared and I wrote
that just broke loose from the brain
Searching for beats on the same plane
For you to new rhymes it is a must
But I come off with rhymes old as
Even as a speck of it existed
Ya got
it, ya missed 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? what do you strive
time juice on the box and fans galore
Forget it, cause you're not hype as want you
With a of 200 your rhymin' iq
Is 10, thin, you'll never win
So erase that, I'm not lose friend
I know you're gassed, ya charged, and stuck up
But I your challenge, a total fuck up
And it's critical, a shame
How many mc's me, and die in vain
But you should've came with ya rap
Community, now where's unity
Cause what I see now is you and i
And you're too to stop me from 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 you'll never see

M.c. means mic constructor I
That have suckers running like what and field
I conduct please don't interrupt
With ya if's or and's or keep ya mouth shut
The hip hop style that I own is highly
To bury mc's like a dog bones
And in this field, yo, I'm
And in my back yard a cemetary
Of mc's who try to speak
And off preak technique soft and very weak
Yet they have the heart to ask me to duel
And like mr. t, I pity the
The chrome microphone is the device
That makes me out like men amongst mice
So respond to the stimuli fly
to the sky on a natural high
Cause I'm the transmitter buck and bitter
Thinking about then reconsider
Cause if it sounds boy, I'll double 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 as the plot thickens
ya head is took, ya be pumping like a chicken
How can you ever say my style was
When my rhymes be chopping shit like a