Luyện nghe bài hát Critical Beatdown

Well, I'm the equalizer, known to be
I clear static, breakin' up traffic, move, while I enter the
I'm on top and happy to prove, to whack
Who claim to be better me, no way

I'm frankly, more clever all of you, each and every one
My son, pay attention, I take your brain to another dimension
Hold it, it, shape it, you got a knife, yes, I wanna scrape it
Up and down, sideways, any way, I can be to you

But I'll rap and be to you and eat up
Toy ducks I beat up, I am the oven, your brains I heat up
Mega, degrees

I come around, roastin' MC's with
To burn the toy, liar raw meat, turn the higher
Cook it like a fish, I'll it for any beat

time that I took it right, correctly to the top
With the and as your head, bop
I'm hype, for the critical beat

I'm them, my job is stacking them
For every rapper, must I be smacking once, or twice in the face
With rough beats, producin' the bass that out
'Cause to go out

Inner spark, I'm ready to blow out like this, level
Reachin' forth, every devil in sight
You might just wanna
My illusions, confusions

a mark, skulls, I've been abusin'
Losin' any rapper who me
Your loves me, now, she wanna swallow me
Back up, move on to the

I'm on the stage, should be clear speakin', goin' ear to ear
Places far, ducks appear for the countdown
So you wait to and twist, stuttering, uttering

Parkay, margarine, everything and another thing
You shoulda a Muppet, a toy boy, a fake scream puppet
I'm takin' and punks butter up it to me
Said, gee on the mic, and I'm for the critical beat down

Here's the K, combined the double O, in the L, I'm ready to go
As Keith, Rap, General Chief Executive plus
Mandatory, capital statements, I am the
what makes sense

Class, you wasn't able to pass, for any germ or lice who come
I'm boric, high computing
Get off the mic and won't you pass it to me, for a one two check
Give me a pound and of respect

No hands, you disappointing my fans, you on
And talking to cans, hello, how are you
I to wreck, and parties I'll ruin with rhymes, pumpin' up smoke
Diesel advances, makin' choke and cough up
The hard headed, I'll soften, spongee, then after that,

Roll the assess, the Buddha with the
Puff up, while I make tough up
I'm Kool Keith, rippin' MC's
I'm hype for the beat down