Luyện nghe bài hát Metaphore Warfare

I'm batman, I'm glad man, I swing my boomerang
Clock stetsons heads on attention
retired mc's their pensions
Dimension suspension, a button
Head runs like an should I mention
Brain excites after few grand donation -
ignites like benzedrine
Dieseloil, to be coil, foil
Spittin' like a gargoyle
Mccoy all, destroy all who try to
My ground, path, space, my zone
The clone - the one who rocks his mouth proud, soon a syphon
Laxative, the shit, hyperactive for the bowels
Baby mc's be clean here's the towel
Diaper, 'cos I'm hyper I'm the babysit
What time is it - to refresh kid - my wit, you bit
My funky cuckoo crap - runs your ass kid - shit
Smell scents, whack mc's'
Heap of waste, crap-mc

Take a pick, a style if you dare
I'm prepared for metaphore warfare

Stunner to the crumb-bun, I'm like a
Pull yo brainplug, flow down the
Tumor, bummer, diseased make you lumber
Infect your humor, my number
Again - the man - wit pepjam, medicine,
- penicillin
Pencil-push bacteria, you can't 'em
rapeteria for topbillin'
Slobbin' - nil and -
For caterpillarin' - my rap caters plants
Rap insects build to propagate
To a phase to flaunt beauty
Wings detailed, all surrogate for
lyrics, but you forgot to wipe the booty
Moody I'm not like a bee on gerry cooney
Hocus pocus - styles to pick the one to bogus i
Focus my antenna, I'm gonna plague your like locust
Mentis - hench this - you like and cabbage
The ambitions so nutritious so me beast or savage
Your style is poor, hard to score, the carnivore
You got beef ready be steady on a metaphore

a pick, take a style if you dare
'Cos I'm prepared for warfare