Luyện nghe bài hát 6 In The Morning

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

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

Eminem]
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 motherfuckers quit
we ain't leavin till 6 in the mornin
So have a sing along with the to the song an
If you know the words and you can't sing along then
like you know 'em motherfucker an join in
Everybody good

[Verse 2:
Its in the media pitted me of a beef
In a with heat it's hard to keep me without one
Fuck snubs I'm walkin clubs with a
Constantly slugs they hot son, better not run
The of all bosses a haluocaust to whoever ain't concious
In a full of dark shit,
I'ma gothic prophet, you stop breathin
You die quicker than mach speed bleedin
It ain't what you readin
When you me better speak like a season's greetins
that or we'll be beefin free when
You niggaz need a 'E' just to shit!
Your is a botique bitch
Keep the heater you can reach quick
I snipe you with it and we even keep it a secret
Nigga I did it from a of a mental patient
When glocks wave you can save conversation for satan
You

[Chorus:
Good mornin' everybody 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
we ain't leavin till 6 in the mornin
So have a sing along with the words to the 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 niggas like us
But so this beef is like
'What the did he say in his rap Em?'
I can see that he's just a
I mean niggaz squeeze on me
Please I'm seeing
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 every reporter that I don't
No need for metaphores I get yours across when I
So emotions enough to say "fuck you bitch, shit I don't you, WHAT!"
I might as well give this up like heavy
And fuck an leave D12 and this blunt
We can't self
I've never felt it much
on fellas, get up
We got to fight like Bugs last night of his life on

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

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