Luyện nghe bài hát Microphone Fiend

I was a before I became a teen
I melted microphones of cones of ice cream
Music orientated, so when Hip Hop was
Fitted like of puzzles, complicated

I grabbed the mic an' tried to say, Yes, yall
They tried to take it an' say that Im too
Cool 'cause I get upset
I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, I jet

Back to the lab without a mic to
So I add all the rhymes I had
One after the one, then I make another one
To dis the opposite, then ask if the done

I get a cravin', for I fiend for
But I dont need a cigarette, know what I
Im ragin', rippin' up the
An' dont it amazin' 'cause every rhyme is made

An' of 'cause its sort of an addiction
Magnetized by the
Vocals, vocabulary, in verses, youre in
The mic is a drano, volcanoes

Rhymes overflowin', growin'
Everythin' is in the cold, so it can coincide
My thoughts to
48 to slide

The microphone fiend, Rakim
Spread the word he's in
E F F E C T
A smooth operator operatin'

But to the problem, I gotta have it
I ain't into solvin' it, silly
The prescription is a hyper thats thorough when
I fiend for a like heroin

Soon as the kicks, I need a fix
So a stage an' a mic an' a mix
An' I'll put you in a mood or is it a of
Beware, its the re-animator

A menace to a microphone, the weapon
Or assassinator, if the people, steppin'
You see a part of me you never
When Im for a microphone, Im the microphone fiend

12, Im worse that a gremlin
Feed me hip hop an' I tremblin'
The of suspense is intense, you're horrified
But this aint the cinemas of 'Tales The Darkside'

By any means necessary, this is what had to be
Make way here I come
DJ cuts
'Imperial'

Its a must that I bust any mic you're to me
Its inherited, its runs in the
See, I wrote the rhyme that broke the bull's
If that dont em up, I carry a full pack

Now I dont want to have to let off, you should've off
You didnt keep the warm, so step off
Ladies an' gentleman, about to see
A past time hobby to be

Take it to the maximum, I relax see
I'm as a hypochondriac 'cause the rap be
One of a antidote, somethin' you cant smoke
More than dope, youre to move away
But you cant, youre

More than cracked up, you should backed up
For those who act up, to be more than smacked up
Any entertainer, I got a torture
One on one an' Im the

So close your eyes an' hold breath
An' Ima wit the blow of death
Before you go, youll you seen
The for a microphone, Im the microphone fiend

The fiend
The fiend
Im the fiend
Im the microphone