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 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 phonograph
Bass loud, hats crisp and clear
never 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 new rhymes it is a must
But I come off rhymes old as dust
as a speck of dust it existed
Ya got
Forget it, ya it

I'm
The is slammin'

You me on the mic, no way
me being played in April on the 1st day
Now who's a fool? do you strive for?
time juice on the box and fans galore
Forget it, you're not hype as they 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 you're gassed, ya charged, and kinda stuck 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 with ya whole 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 body and
NAH!, not the same way I did
But you had the to step to me
Thinking you was Butch 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 may have damaged me
But that's you'll never see

M.C. means mic constructor I
That have running like what track and field
When I conduct please don't
With ya if's or and's or but's ya mouth shut
The hip hop that I own is highly known
To bury MC's like a dog bury
And in field, yo, I'm extraordinary
And in my back there's a cemetary
Of MC's who try to speak
And off preak technique that's and very weak
Yet still have the heart to ask me to duel
And Mr. T, I pity the fool
The chrome microphone is the device
That me stand out like men amongst mice
So respond to the stimuli fly
Straight to the sky on a high
Cause I'm the transmitter buck wild and
about tryingme then reconsider
Cause if it sounds tempting boy, I'll Double you
And speaking of low life, I won't spare you
you're not worthy of the mercy
Anyway The Genius is just thirsty
So a lickin' as the plot thickens
While ya head is took, ya be like a chicken
How can you say my style was played
When my rhymes be chopping shit like a