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 because it's hard to define
So the fiend and think and nod to the rhyme
That I lay in a straight narrow path
While beats are just off a modern phonograph
Bass loud, hats crisp and clear
never let a weak MC interfere
Or about some technical difficulties
So I got prepared and I wrote
Rhymes just broke loose from the brain
Searching for dope on the same plane
For you to write new it is a must
But I come off with old as dust
Even as a speck of dust it
Ya got
Forget it, ya it

I'm
The is slammin'

You me on the mic, no way
That's me being played in on the 1st day
Now a fool? What do you strive for?
Prime time juice on the box and galore
Forget it, cause you're not hype as they you
With a maximum of 200 rhymin' IQ
Is 10, meaning thin, never win
So erase that, I'm not lose friend
I know you're gassed, ya charged, and stuck up
But I define your challenge, a total up
And critical, a crying shame
How MC's challenge me, and die in vain
But you should've came ya whole rap
Community, now where's your
Cause what I see now is you and I
And you're too weak to stop me doin' my
Damage, you know, type of and fender
NAH!, not the way I did Brenda
But you had the audacity to to me
you was Butch Cassidy and you could 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 that may damaged me
But that's something you'll see

M.C. means mic I build
That have suckers running like what track and
When I conduct please don't
With ya if's or and's or but's keep ya shut
The hip hop style I own is highly known
To MC's like a dog bury bones
And in this field, yo, I'm
And in my yard there's a cemetary
Of MC's who try to speak
And off preak that's soft and very weak
Yet they still have the heart to ask me to
And like Mr. T, I the fool
The shining microphone is the device
That makes me out like men amongst mice
So respond to the then fly
Straight to the sky on a high
Cause I'm the transmitter wild and bitter
Thinking about tryingme reconsider
Cause if it sounds tempting boy, Double Dare 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 lickin' as the plot
ya head is took, ya be pumping like a chicken
How can you ever say my was played
When my rhymes be chopping shit a switchblade