Luyện nghe bài hát The Master

I'm in the midst of the mike and i'mma get live and
Cause I met rapper that's yet to phase me
are played like a horse in the third
Then the of the rapper freddie foxxx is heard
(I don't get horse line either but keep reading)
Give in dough, if you bet and you hit, you a
But rappers take a loss I treat'em like beginners
Now they wanna fight cause I wrecked the
And they mad cause bet a against the rapping ace
You got live, and out mace
But you it, buck fifty cross the face
Never have I ever took a loss in
On the microphone checkin', cause it's all
(right here is where he to get ill)
Rappers are on disrespect
You can catch it like a shortstop, right in the
I got access to beat and rhymes in
I don't to load cause ain't nobody killin' me
Cut terrorist, boost the scratch
While I there ain't no match
Cause I'm armor, and you a country jerri farmer
Still wearing 85'
There's no way you get props you don't
The only thing you get is served
Not food or but this is pain
Raps the game, I it to the brain
Took a rapper to the dungeon and his world
Laughed in his face while he cried like a
I broke it so he understood
If you live by the of foxxx, you gotta be good
Bumped his his sister then his neice
stepped off like a natural born horse thief
(those few lines are my shit)
the game, so do what ya gotta do to win
As long as in
I learned that my main man rap (kool g rap)
Who said if I always kept my strapped
I'll bring terror and to beats and basslines
Cause my are like a loaded tech nine
(hey, it was 91' he's to be corny once in a while)
On and on I go and I stop the flow
You for a break...no
(he's been rhyming for quite some now!!)
I was a black child born the mind to create words and rhymes that sound
The
Freddie the foxxx is a master, my mind builds faster, then the rappers

You might try and disconnect the
Destroy the man that rhymes and for hours
But you see I what time it really is
A lot of rappers pop up, then
Cause when it's time to see the real boss
They all sing like diana
(the next few lines are on ill rakimesque battle shit. don't sleep)
I set standards ,follow my mind and calmly
What I you greatly appreciate
I don't under pressure and I don't cry
Peep both my eyes and on the bullseye
I'm the master when comes
I compitition, and label'em bums
If you was before you ain't nice no more
Freddie foxxx, top
When I hit prime time airwaves rhymes
Freddie the foxxx had time and the right
I stay cool, my head never
But rappers got
(that one is all the delivery)
Juice was drippin' from mouth ,you were slobbin
So mad at freddie , boy your start throbbin'
Try to get on the sneak tip
But again..you slip
I got of your mind body and soul
Now you feel like your 90 old
and crawlin', totally disabled
Beating your with the mike and a turntable
(fat)
Down to your last leg, beggin' for
This is happen to those who try to hurt me
Come strong and you get props son
Hold on tight to your rhymes ,don't drop
(that's a clever one. it's in my head.)
You think fast, freddie thinks faster
Cause I'm the