Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Blowin' Up

I'm T N T, and I can't lose
An E M C E E, with a
When lit I hit, with the lyrical wit
Of a scientist, this

Sugar coated, rhyme loaded with
Now see how the crowd will yell
Now the rhyme is and you hear a pop
it's a shot, but you just can't stop

Your vibrates, at my rate
So why wait, I hate to be
Anger rhyme combustion
Like a tornado with winds gustin'

unload, reload and explode
Riding the same wave X rode
On a higher level, 'cause I left the
Outcast, F the press

When I hit like a bulldozer, boom
And there goes ya whole world up in
I go, I go for broke

Yo, I'm on the tip, I get on the mic with
Tunnel vision, I'm mic whipped
Strung from the to tongue
I rhymes that come from

A zone that's hidden and
If any man good riddance
A mortal mind is no contest
The rhyme zone is my

The Zone will looks like child's play
Am I a genius? say
I'm so cool and yet so
I'm on the mic, something like

Hiroshima, remember Pearl
fire, but don't bother
To run for cover, you can't
On record, disc or tape
Once you play it, is lit
An explosion, you hit

Rhythmic prophecies, I forsee
Me blowin' up in face, now stop to see
Smoke fumes in the shape of a
Cloud the room 'cause I went
I'll the sky like Halley's Comet
it comes to rap, I'm it
I'm up

I'm up
For the fans that crave, hip hop with
I'm here to save, rap an early grave, like a God I gave
Life to the mic, as I watch it
All the sellouts who out obscenities and spell out
M O N E Y to out

Of the ghetto but Othello you kill the mic
A Cappella, in the cellar you rap like
Rap is a dash for you'll run out of gas
It's a marathon how can you last?

repetitious nothing, renditions of something
You can't create so you the pumpin'
Only the strongest can last as long as I

My reign is the in hip hop history
Check the victory after victory
Man look rappin' is a science, the mic is an
So I applied it to an of words

Put 'em in a rhyme zone, blow 'em up like a time
Other emcees caught the debris, bits and pieces of me
Put my ideas on a track you laid is pulling my pen
a grenade

I'm up
your hands to that old track that brought back
The man rap better than the next man
I take an ex fan and make 'em rock harder than any can
Whoever didn't understand my plan
feel ashamed like a lame, 'cause I'm the same man

That ran the rap yard for years, hard for years
Never got paid slaved and starved for
Then other came off with rhymes that were soft
I with the flow and you said that I fell off

Don't be where's your focus
Did what I had to do to you take notice
Now the dollar's rolling no more
Back the rap attack, I'm on top controlling

The whole rap game like I did way back when
Def Jam was a dream I mean I was men
Whoever thinks he wants some, he want none
He's got to be or plain dumb

But if you think you got something to
Jump, make move
But come in a tank and ten suits of
I won't ya, I'll bomb ya, when you're on fire
It ain't enough, 'cause I won't just bury you, boy
blow ya up