Luyện nghe bài hát The Master

I'm in the midst of the and i'mma get live and crazy
Cause I met rapper that's yet to phase me
Beats are like a horse in the third
Then the voice of the rapper freddie is heard
(I don't get that horse line but keep reading)
Give in dough, if you bet and you hit, you a
But rappers take a cause I treat'em like beginners
Now wanna fight cause I wrecked the place
And they mad they bet a against the rapping ace
You got live, and out mace
But you caught it, buck cross the face
Never have I ever took a loss in
On the checkin', cause it's all timing
(right here is he starts to get ill)
Rappers are breeded on
You can it like a shortstop, right in the chest
I got access to beat and rhymes in
I don't to load cause ain't nobody killin' me
Cut terrorist, the scratch track
While I there ain't no match
I'm armor, and you a country jerri curl farmer
Still wearing 85'
There's no way you get you don't deserve
The only you get here is served
Not or drink but this is pain
the game, I take it to the brain
Took a rapper to the and wrecked his world
in his face while he cried like a girl
I broke it down so he
If you live by the laws of foxxx, you be good
Bumped his his sister then his neice
Then stepped off like a natural horse thief
(those few lines are my shit)
the game, so do what ya gotta do to win
As long as in
I that from my main man rap (kool g rap)
Who said if I always kept my microphone
I'll bring terror and to beats and basslines
Cause my are like a loaded tech nine
(hey, it was 91' allowed 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 rhyming for some time now!!)
I was a child born with the mind to create words and rhymes that sound
The
Freddie the foxxx is a master, my builds faster, then the average rappers

You try and disconnect the power
Destroy the man rhymes and rhymes for hours
But you see I know what it really is
A lot of rappers pop up, then
Cause when it's time to see who's the boss
They all sing diana ross
(the next few are on some ill rakimesque battle shit. don't sleep)
I set standards ,follow my mind and wait
What I create you greatly
I don't fold under pressure and I cry
Peep both my eyes and focus on the
I'm the master when danger
I compitition, and label'em bums
If you was nice you ain't nice no more
Freddie foxxx, top
When I hit prime time airwaves with
Freddie the foxxx had time and the style
I stay cool, my head swells
But rappers got
(that one is all the delivery)
Juice was drippin' your mouth ,you were slobbin
So mad at freddie , boy your head start
Try to get paid on the tip
But once again..you
I got control of your body and soul
Now you feel your 90 years old
and crawlin', totally disabled
Beating your head with the and a turntable
(fat)
Down to last leg, beggin' for mercy
This is what to those who try to hurt me
Come strong and you get props son
Hold on to your rhymes ,don't drop none
(that's a clever one. always in my head.)
You think fast, freddie foxxx thinks
Cause I'm the