Luyện nghe bài hát The Genius is Slammin'

What I'm to flow on is so dope
The average hip hop couldn't cope
Or explain my style because hard to define
So the fiend scratch and and nod to the rhyme
That I lay down in a narrow path
While beats are just flowin' off a modern
loud, high hats crisp and clear
That'll let a weak MC interfere
Or about some technical difficulties
So I got prepared and I wrote
Rhymes That just broke loose the brain
Searching for dope beats on the 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 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 galore
Forget it, you're not hype as they want you
a maximum of 200 your rhymin' IQ
Is 10, meaning thin, never win
So erase that, I'm not gonna friend
I know gassed, ya charged, and kinda stuck up
But I define challenge, a total fuck up
And it's critical, a shame
How many MC's challenge me, and die in
But you should've came with ya rap
Community, now where's unity
Cause what I see now is you and I
And too weak 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 Cassidy and you do me
How can you do me you don't know me
And out of the hip hop ya couldn't show me
One style may have damaged me
But that's something never see

M.C. mic constructor I build
That have suckers running like what and field
When I conduct please interrupt
With ya if's or and's or but's keep ya 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 there's a
Of meek who try to speak
And off technique that's soft and very weak
Yet they still the heart to ask me to duel
And like Mr. T, I pity the
The shining chrome microphone is the
That makes me stand out men amongst mice
So to the stimuli then fly
Straight to the sky on a high
I'm the transmitter buck wild and bitter
Thinking about tryingme then
Cause if it sounds tempting boy, I'll Double you
And speaking of your low life, I spare you
Cause not worthy of the mercy
The Genius 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 be chopping shit like a switchblade