Luyện nghe bài hát The Master

I'm in the midst of the and i'mma get live and crazy
Cause I ain't met rapper yet to phase me
Beats are played a horse in the third
Then the of the rapper freddie foxxx is heard
(I don't get that horse either but keep reading)
in dough, if you bet and you hit, you a winner
But rappers take a loss cause I treat'em beginners
Now they wanna fight I wrecked the place
And they mad cause they bet a the rapping ace
You got live, and pulled out
But you it, buck fifty cross the face
Never I ever took a loss in rhyming
On the checkin', cause it's all timing
(right here is where he to get ill)
are breeded on disrespect
You can catch it like a shortstop, right in the
I got access to beat and in artillary
I need to load cause ain't nobody killin' me
Cut terrorist, boost the track
While I there ain't no match
Cause I'm armor, and you a country jerri farmer
wearing 85' bombers
There's no way you get you don't deserve
The thing you get here is served
Not or drink but this is pain
Raps the game, I it to the brain
Took a rapper to the dungeon and his world
Laughed in his face while he cried like a
I it down so he understood
If you live by the of foxxx, you gotta be good
Bumped his his sister then his neice
Then off like a natural born horse thief
(those few lines are my shit)
the game, so do what ya gotta do to win
As as your in
I that from my main man rap (kool g rap)
Who said if I kept my microphone strapped
I'll bring terror and danger to beats and
Cause my rhymes are like a loaded nine
(hey, it was 91' he's to be corny once in a while)
On and on I go and I won't the flow
You for a break...no
(he's been for quite some time now!!)
I was a black child with the mind to create words and rhymes that sound
The
Freddie the foxxx is a master, my mind builds faster, then the average

You try and disconnect the power
Destroy the man that rhymes and rhymes for
But you see I know time it really is
A lot of pop up, then fizz
Cause when it's time to see the real boss
all sing like diana ross
(the few lines are on some ill rakimesque battle shit. don't sleep)
I set standards ,follow my and calmly wait
What I create you appreciate
I don't fold pressure and I don't cry
Peep both my and focus on the bullseye
I'm the master danger comes
I wreck compitition, and bums
If you was nice before you ain't nice no
Freddie foxxx, top
When I hit time airwaves with rhymes
Freddie the foxxx had time and the right
I cool, my head never swells
But rappers got
(that one is all the delivery)
Juice was drippin' from mouth ,you were slobbin
So mad at freddie , boy your head start
Try to get on the sneak tip
But once again..you
I got control of your mind body and
Now you feel your 90 years old
Crippled and crawlin', disabled
Beating your head with the mike and a
(fat)
to your last leg, beggin' for mercy
This is what to those who try to hurt me
Come and you might get props son
Hold on to your rhymes ,don't drop none
(that's a clever one. it's in my head.)
You think fast, freddie thinks faster
I'm the master