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 hard to
So the fiend scratch and think and nod to the
That I lay down in a straight narrow
beats are just flowin' off a modern phonograph
Bass loud, high crisp and clear
That'll never let a weak MC
Or bring about some technical
So I got prepared and I these
Rhymes That just broke loose from the
Searching for dope on the same plane
For you to new rhymes it is a must
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 being in April on the 1st day
Now who's a fool? do you strive for?
Prime juice on the box and fans galore
Forget it, cause you're not hype as want you
a maximum of 200 your rhymin' IQ
Is 10, meaning thin, you'll win
So that, I'm not gonna lose friend
I know gassed, ya charged, and kinda stuck up
But I define your challenge, a total up
And it's critical, a crying
How many challenge me, and die in vain
But you should've came with ya rap
Community, now where's unity
what I see right now is you and I
And you're too weak to me from doin' my
Damage, you know, of body and fender
NAH!, not the same way I did
But you had the to step to me
Thinking you was Butch Cassidy and you 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 may have damaged me
But that's something never see

M.C. means mic constructor I
have suckers running like what track and field
When I conduct please interrupt
With ya if's or and's or but's ya mouth shut
The hip hop style I own is highly known
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 preak technique that's soft and weak
Yet they still have the heart to ask me to
And Mr. T, I pity the fool
The shining chrome is the device
That makes me stand out like men mice
So respond to the then fly
Straight to the sky on a natural
Cause I'm the buck wild and bitter
about tryingme then reconsider
Cause if it sounds tempting boy, I'll Double you
And speaking of your low life, I won't you
Cause you're not of the mercy
Anyway The is just blood thirsty
So take a as the plot thickens
ya head is took, ya be pumping like a chicken
How can you ever say my was played
When my rhymes be shit like a switchblade