Luyện nghe bài hát 6 In The Morning

[Intro:
good
Haha, your mother fuckin asses up
You us or what?
Well come on then, you what time it is
Stop sleepin on my bitch!

1: Eminem]
For whatever worth it's worth me havin my ass whipped
I'ma have da last lips to ever kiss ass with ( kiss )
I just can't get past these little
That wanna be bad asses so bad
And they so mad they can't it
we can and they can't spit (Haawk)
And can't handle it like a man
And that's when it just
And I snap and it's a wrap, and it's a scrap an it isn't rap is it?
Hip-Hop isn't a anymore when you got to go and resort back into that shit
Maybe I'm old fashioned but my
Is to anyone rappin without havin a slappin
me I'd much rather pick up a pencil than a pistol but I'm pissed now
But it all depends on just how far it get's on the mic
Cause I'm tellin you now your not gonna like it
Cause if I get pushed over the edge then I'm pullin you me
You poke a stick at a you get bit B
These words stick to you like crazy
When you diss me they just bounce off me like bullets do fifty!
I'm the beatiful-est thing and your gonna miss me I'm gone
Like Kieth Murry when he threw a stool and hit a girl (argghhh!!)
I do this Swifty, Kon and Kuniva, Bizzy & Proof are you with me?

Eminem]
Good everybody good mornin'
Kick your shoes off mother come on in
Cause we get it on the break of dawn an
Wake your ass up motherfuckers quit
Cause we leavin till 6 in the mornin
So a sing along with the words to the song an
If you don't know the words and you can't sing then
Fake you know 'em motherfucker an join in
Everybody good

2: Swifty]
Its in the media me of a beef starter
In a party with heat hard to keep me without one
snubs I'm walkin clubs with a shotgun
Constantly popin slugs hot son, better not run
The bosses of all bosses a to whoever ain't concious
In a house full of shit,
I'ma gothic prophet, you stop breathin
You die than mach speed without bleedin
It ain't about what you
When you meet me better speak like a greetins
that or we'll be beefin free when
You need a 'E' just to speak shit!
Your leader is a botique
Keep the heater where you can reach
I snipe you with it and we even keep it a secret
Nigga I did it from a mind of a patient
When glocks wave you can that conversation for satan
You

Eminem]
Good mornin' good mornin'
Kick your shoes off mother fuckers on in
we get it on until the break of dawn an
Wake your ass up quit yawnin
Cause we leavin till 6 in the mornin
So a sing along with the words to the song an
If you don't know the words and you can't along then
Fake like you 'em motherfucker an join in
good mornin'

[Verse 3: Kon
Yo yo I you niggas don't like us
But so what this is like
the fuck did he say in his rap Em?'
I can see he's just a punk
I mean niggaz squeeze on me
Please I'm guts
I don't need no enemies, as my a couple trucks
Am I seein them white I emtpy out them white to fight you
In front of reporter that I don't like
No need for metaphores I get yours across when I
So emotions enough to say "fuck you bitch, I don't like you, WHAT!"
I as well give this up like heavy sales
And just fuck an leave D12 and this
We can't self
I've never felt it much
on fellas, get up
We got to fight like last night of his life come on

[Verse 4:
I walk with a limp, pistol off-a the hip
I'm awkward and quick enough an sick when a fith
Your is split even the beef is partially thick
We can't take you serious, you a comedy
You probaly that you could be out shootin them G's
But the only thing you shoot is the
I can't you speaking on movin key's
But every time we you kick it
The thing that you sellin is wolf tickets
I look wicked cause niggas will test nut sack
So when they bust you bust back
And get your guts clapped outa stomach
And when want it (yeah)
I bring a hundred niggas runave
So get to gunnin' and if you

Eminem]
Good mornin' good mornin'
Kick your shoes off mother come on in
Cause we get it on the break of dawn an
your ass up motherfuckers quit yawnin
Cause we ain't leavin till 6 in the
So a sing along with the words to the song an
If you know the words and you can't sing along then
Fake like you know 'em motherfucker an in
Everybody good