Luyện nghe bài hát The Genius is Slammin'

What I'm about to flow on is so
The hip hop fiend couldn't cope
Or explain my because it's hard to define
So the scratch and think and nod to the rhyme
That I lay down in a narrow path
While beats are just off a modern phonograph
Bass loud, hats crisp and clear
That'll never let a weak MC
Or about some technical difficulties
So I got and I wrote these
Rhymes That just broke loose from the
Searching for dope on the same plane
For you to write new it is a must
But I come off with rhymes old as
Even as a speck of it existed
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? What do you for?
Prime time juice on the box and galore
it, cause you're not hype as they want you
With a of 200 your rhymin' IQ
Is 10, meaning thin, never win
So erase that, I'm not gonna friend
I you're gassed, ya charged, and kinda stuck up
But I define challenge, a total fuck up
And it's critical, a shame
How many challenge me, and die in vain
But you should've with ya whole rap
Community, now where's unity
Cause what I see now is you and I
And you're too weak to stop me 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 when you know me
And out of the hip hop styles ya couldn't me
One style that may damaged me
But something you'll never see

M.C. means mic I build
have suckers running like what track and field
When I conduct don't interrupt
With ya if's or and's or but's keep ya shut
The hip hop style that I own is known
To MC's like a dog bury bones
And in field, yo, I'm extraordinary
And in my back yard there's a
Of meek MC's who try to
And off preak technique that's soft and weak
Yet still have the heart to ask me to duel
And like Mr. T, I the fool
The shining chrome is the device
That makes me stand out men amongst mice
So respond to the stimuli fly
to the sky on a natural high
Cause I'm the transmitter buck wild and
Thinking about tryingme reconsider
Cause if it sounds tempting boy, I'll Dare you
And speaking of low life, I won't spare 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 style was
When my rhymes be chopping shit a switchblade