Luyện nghe bài hát 6 In The Morning

[Intro:
good
Haha, wake your fuckin asses up
You with us or
Well come on then, you know time it is
sleepin on my group bitch!

[Verse 1:
For whatever it's worth worth me havin my ass whipped
Cause I'ma have da last to ever kiss ass with ( kiss )
I just can't get these little pissants
That wanna be bad asses so bad
And so mad they can't stand it
Cause we can and they spit (Haawk)
And can't handle it like a man
And that's it just happens
And I snap and it's a wrap, and it's a an then it isn't rap is it?
isn't a sport anymore when you got to go and resort back into that shit
Maybe I'm old but my pashion
Is to smash anyone rappin havin a slappin
Believe me I'd rather pick up a pencil than a pistol but I'm pissed now
But it all on just how far it get's took on the mic
Cause I'm tellin you right now not gonna like it
if I get pushed over the edge then I'm pullin you with me
You a stick at a pitbull you get bit B
These words stick to you like glue
When you me cause they just bounce off me like bullets do fifty!
I'm the beatiful-est thing and your gonna miss me when I'm
Like Murry when he threw a stool and hit a girl acci-dently (argghhh!!)
I do this with Swifty, Kon and Kuniva, Bizzy & Proof are you me?

Eminem]
Good mornin' good mornin'
your shoes off mother fuckers come on in
Cause we get it on until the break of an
Wake your ass up quit yawnin
Cause we ain't leavin till 6 in the
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 like you know 'em an join in
good mornin'

[Verse 2:
Its in the media me of a beef starter
In a party heat it's hard to keep me without one
snubs I'm walkin clubs with a shotgun
Constantly slugs they hot son, better not run
The bosses of all bosses a haluocaust to whoever concious
In a house of dark 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 like a season's greetins
Either or we'll be beefin free when
You niggaz need a 'E' to speak shit!
Your leader is a botique
Keep the heater you can reach quick
I snipe you with it and we won't keep it a secret
I did it from a mind of a mental patient
When glocks wave you can save that conversation for
You

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

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

4: Kuniva]
I with a limp, pistol hangin off-a the hip
I'm awkward and quick enough an sick when sparkin a
Your carcus is split even the beef is thick
We can't you serious, you a comedy skit
You probaly that you could be out shootin them G's
But the only thing you is the breeze
I can't believe you speaking on key's
But time we hear 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 better bust
And get your clapped outa your stomach
And they want it (yeah)
I a hundred niggas from runave
So get to and if you comin

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