Luyện nghe bài hát The Genius is Slammin'

What I'm to flow on is so dope
The average hip hop fiend couldn't
Or explain my style it's hard to define
So the fiend and think and nod to the rhyme
That I lay down in a straight path
While beats are just off a modern phonograph
Bass loud, high crisp and clear
never let a weak mc interfere
Or bring about some technical
So I got prepared and I wrote
Rhymes that just loose from the brain
Searching for beats on the same plane
For you to new rhymes it is a must
But I come off with rhymes old as
Even as a speck of it existed
Ya got
it, ya missed it

I'm
The is slammin'

You me on the mic, no way
me being played in april on the 1st day
Now who's a fool? what do you for?
time juice on the box and fans galore
Forget it, cause you're not as they want you
With a maximum of 200 your iq
Is 10, thin, you'll never win
So erase that, I'm not gonna friend
I know you're gassed, ya charged, and kinda up
But I define your challenge, a total up
And it's critical, a shame
How many mc's challenge me, and die in
But you should've with ya whole rap
Community, now where's your
Cause I see right now is you and i
And you're too weak to stop me doin' my
Damage, you know, type of body and
Nah!, not the same way I did
But you had the audacity to to me
Thinking you was cassidy and you could do me
How can you do me you don't know me
And out of the hip hop styles ya show me
One style that may have me
But that's you'll never see

M.c. means mic constructor I
That have suckers running like what track and
When I conduct please interrupt
With ya if's or and's or keep ya mouth shut
The hip hop style that I own is known
To bury like a dog bury bones
And in this field, yo, I'm
And in my back there's a cemetary
Of meek mc's who try to
And off preak technique that's soft and weak
Yet they still have the heart to ask me to
And like mr. t, I pity the
The shining chrome is the device
That me stand out like men amongst mice
So to the stimuli then fly
to the sky on a natural high
Cause I'm the transmitter buck and bitter
about tryingme then reconsider
Cause if it sounds tempting boy, I'll dare you
And speaking of your low life, I won't you
Cause you're not of the mercy
Anyway the is just blood thirsty
So take a lickin' as the thickens
ya head is took, ya be pumping like a chicken
How can you ever say my style was
When my rhymes be shit like a switchblade