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 because hard to define
So the fiend scratch and think and nod to the
That I lay in a straight narrow path
While beats are just flowin' off a phonograph
Bass loud, high hats crisp and
That'll never let a MC interfere
Or bring about some difficulties
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 off with rhymes old as dust
as a speck of dust it existed
Ya got
it, ya missed it

I'm
The is slammin'

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 on the box and fans galore
it, cause you're not hype as they want you
With a maximum of 200 rhymin' IQ
Is 10, meaning thin, you'll win
So erase that, I'm not lose friend
I you're gassed, ya charged, and kinda stuck up
But I your challenge, a total fuck up
And critical, a crying shame
How MC's challenge me, and die in vain
But you came 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 from 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 Cassidy and you could do me
How can you do me when you don't me
And out of the hip hop styles ya show me
One style may have damaged me
But that's something never see

M.C. means mic constructor I
That have suckers running like what and field
When I conduct please interrupt
With ya if's or or but's keep ya mouth shut
The hip hop style that I own is highly
To bury like a dog bury bones
And in field, yo, I'm extraordinary
And in my back there's a cemetary
Of meek MC's who try to
And off preak technique that's and very weak
Yet still have the heart to ask me to duel
And like Mr. T, I the fool
The shining chrome microphone is the
That makes me stand out like men mice
So respond to the stimuli fly
to the sky on a natural high
Cause I'm the transmitter wild 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
Cause you're not worthy of the
Anyway The Genius is just blood
So take a lickin' as the plot
While ya head is took, ya be pumping a chicken
How can you ever say my was played
When my rhymes be chopping shit like a