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 like a horse in the
Then the voice of the rapper freddie foxxx is
(I don't get that horse either but keep reading)
Give in dough, if you bet and you hit, you a
But take a loss cause I treat'em like beginners
Now they wanna cause I wrecked the place
And they mad cause bet a against the rapping ace
You got live, and pulled out
But you caught it, fifty cross the face
Never have I took a loss in rhyming
On the microphone checkin', cause all timing
(right here is he starts 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, the scratch track
While I tell'em ain't no match
Cause I'm armor, and you a country jerri curl
Still 85' bombers
There's no way you get you don't deserve
The only thing you get here is
Not or drink but this is pain
Raps the game, I take it to the
Took a rapper to the and wrecked his world
Laughed in his face while he like a girl
I broke it down so he
If you live by the laws of foxxx, you be good
Bumped his girl his then his neice
Then stepped off like a natural horse thief
(those few lines are my shit)
Raps the game, so do ya gotta do to win
As as your in
I learned that my main man rap (kool g rap)
Who said if I always kept my strapped
I'll bring and danger to beats and basslines
Cause my rhymes are like a loaded tech
(hey, it was 91' he's allowed to be once in a while)
On and on I go and I won't stop the
You for a break...no
(he's been rhyming for quite some now!!)
I was a black child born with the mind to create words and rhymes that
The
Freddie the foxxx is a master, my mind faster, then the average rappers

You might try and the power
the man that rhymes and rhymes for hours
But you see I know time it really is
A lot of pop up, then fizz
Cause when it's time to see who's the boss
They all sing diana ross
(the next few lines are on some ill rakimesque shit. don't sleep)
I set standards ,follow my mind and wait
What I create you greatly
I don't fold under and I don't cry
Peep my eyes and focus on the bullseye
I'm the master when comes
I compitition, and label'em bums
If you was nice before you ain't no more
Freddie foxxx, top
I hit prime 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 from your 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 body and soul
Now you feel your 90 years old
Crippled and crawlin', totally
Beating head with the mike and a turntable
(fat)
Down to your last leg, for mercy
This is what to those who try to hurt me
Come strong and you might get son
Hold on to your rhymes ,don't drop none
(that's a clever one. always in my head.)
You think fast, freddie foxxx faster
Cause I'm the