Luyện nghe bài hát The Maestro

[maestro wes]
I can't keep still, I keep calm
I I feel another brainstorm coming on
Pure lsd, that's I'm climbing
Not lucy in the sky diamonds I'm rhyming
Lyrics so dope and microphones
Straight down throat and that's why you're choking
I ain't joking, why you're stifling
Rebirth, retreat, I'm rap rifling
Rhyming, no or recycling
A fresh to mcs I'm frightening
Funky and fighting, in striking
My brainstorm's thunder and lightening
Beats go boom, is in tune
You're a joker, a riddler, I'm dr.
You say doctor who?
I tell you, my symphony is you and your
It's the danger dome using the zone
Like take the long way home
I to ill, now I build
Rock rhymes bills(? ) set up to kill
When it rains it pours, I got rhymes
al b., maestro is sure
Something's wrong, that's why I'm singing my
How long will go on?
ben clocked bronze *echoed*, they weren't bragging
But when he gold, they started tagging
Jump on the bandwagon, grinning and
"3 day later" from the islands
Turn off my radio, up my stereo
Day in and day out each and day you know
In ontario the old scenario
They didn't lennox lewis just mario *echoed*
Egerton, broke necks in his
But if his name was shawn, let him hang
He be the man, I be the witness
It's the same in the music
'cause I'm t-o y'all are afraid to rate me
You thee
Intellect, while flex
My rhymes on the cuts ltd

I'm the
"fresh"
"wes"
The
"fresh"
"wes"

"fresh"
"wes"

You're a lyrical lucifer, big burgular
My monologue me a mass murderer
Microphone mangler, boy strangler
Walk(? ) to my rhythmn raises in your wranglers
Rhymes don't fit, why don't you just
Go be a pilitician because you 'nuff...
'nuff what? *echoed* 'nuff because my rhymes you bit
If you were a dollar bill, you'd be counterfit,
I'm a dentist, I'm going to ya
You just a cavity creep, I'm to fill ya
After this appointment, I'm to bill ya
'cause all you sound so familiar
I'm going style, no innuendo
I I float, you know, a crecendo
is upgrading, ltd's blading
Like a waterfall, maestro's
Evervessing(? ),
I vocalize your baptize, 'cause my you're blessing
Hip hop waiter, rap
Rhymes a gwan out my portfolio
Squeezing, not or bland
my vernacular is of a vintage brand
I'm the maestro, "fresh"
The maestro, "fresh"
"i was born"
A don, I'm like don won(sp? )
The missing link between and the great lynn swan
Punk, I hate your rap
I the greater wax
You're absolutely obsolete, like datamax
Fiending for my rhymes, you to get some
me in reverse take a sip of my redrum
A reason rhyme murder, snap your
Brae make you sway away, a word of
Wisdom, expressed
To express soul for w-e-s
I may win a grammy, or a juno
But that's okay because I know that you
The undisputed, one mc
No rockstar could this poetry
'cause I'm the
The maestro, "fresh" ** 'til fade **