Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Blowin' Up

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

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

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

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

When I hit it's like a bulldozer,
And there goes ya whole world up in
When I go, I go for

Yo, I'm on the hyped tip, I get on the mic
Tunnel vision, I'm mic whipped
from the lung to tongue
I breathe rhymes that from

A zone that's and forbidden
If any man enters riddance
A mortal mind is just no
The zone is my conquest

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

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

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

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

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

With nothing, renditions of something
You can't so you imitate the pumpin'
Only the strongest can last as as I last

My reign is the in hip hop history
the book victory after victory
Man look is a science, the mic is an appliance
So I applied it to an alliance of

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 like my pen
a grenade

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

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

be bogus where's your focus
Did what I had to do to make you take
Now the dollar's no more holding
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 I was slaying men
Whoever thinks he wants some, he don't want
He's got to be insane or dumb

But if you you got something to prove
Jump, make your
But come in a tank and ten of armor
I whip ya, I'll bomb ya, when you're on fire
It still ain't enough, 'cause I just bury you, boy
blow ya up