Luyện nghe bài hát All I Think About

[Hook:
the moment I go to bed 'till I wake up
All day, is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah)
So I go at opponents' heads with this anger
Always, this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah)

1: Royce Da 5'9"]
The chopper got about fifty
Ain't no way it's when I spill 'em on you
I'm the realist in the biz, how you
Cause you can get it how you
And while you livin', I'm a say my out game is so real
I get rid of kids, now that's ill
The top of your can fly of the top of convertibles
Ain't gon' really take no time to through and murder you
I fake mine, I do this the fair way
Snitches get stitches, blown and left on display
by the grapevine, I just kicked a chair away
Let me be the to tell you that you lookin' at a superstar
My microphone and AK-47, that's my new
I don't belong to you and I care who you are
Yeah, you a couple records, got a couple joints
Got a few Jordans, three, four of Louboutins
That's besides the point a shootin' guard
Nigga, I'm a

With whoopin'
(I am) sick, Clooney wit' a Uzi
What kind of a movie
hop out a movin' car just to prove he's hard?
"Fuck you doin', you retard?"
Should be put in a cast as as we start shootin', dog
You swear I where the Roofies are
The way I drug a bitch the yard
Stuffed little Suzie in after wrappin' her nude and newly scarred
Body in waterproof tarp covered in tar
So you so blunt for?
Did you fall off, chump? Or did you jump?
Or did you just become bored with
You're into a funk, I just become morbid
And more self-absorbed in my own world, everyone
Pen at the table, I don't know when I'll be to stop
you from the gate
One thought it generally takes and I'm off to the
Wait, mentally stable, hold your horses
There's nothin' disgustin' an animal
I just got done snortin' the fuckin' bathroom
And the tannin'
To unwarp this mind you gon' some sort of an antidote
not a pill for bananas though
It's unfortunate, you got delusions of grandeur
Actin' you're Michelangelo with a fuckin' cordless
Bitch, I'm Shredder, so you better crawl back in your
Or run 'fore you get
A Ninja Turtle wouldn't come toward us
Two joint forces, of this is what blunt force is
Cause we'd smoke you on any
Bad and Evil's back,
You might experience some of breath
As you sit with your punctured
Hear their motherfuckin' tears pourin'
If I you once more, then you're done for
going to have to learn
How to fuckin' from a ruptured eardrum
Forrest, am I clear? You Gump, you're as as a stump
To think we'd come with a trump
in your face, bitch
Chuck Norris' morph into guns, swords
This is what blood is
The goriest, glorious, bigamous, shogun warriors

Da 5'9"]
God damn, the boy general
Once I it, you couldn't un-slaughter it
Once I a hit, you couldn't un-order it
Hit's an order, this the

[Hook:
From the I go to bed 'till I wake up
All day, this is all I can think about, (Oh, yeah)
So I go straight at opponent's heads with this
Always, this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah)

2: Eminem]
If I don't got no drama, bitch, I'm a fish outta water bottle
all these guys I slaughter
Applause is gettin' louder, how the fuck did happen?
I never rapped for bitches, how's it my audience now is broader?
Devil without a cause, rebel a pause
I am a without the kami
You wouldn't be a G if it me a thousand dollars
Infrared in my lead
But always keep an one stocked though
In the back and both of 'em locked
And loaded, like cocked twin Glocks that I'm holdin'
You better pause you see these two dots on your colon
Fuckin' punks, you wait, got to rockin' and rollin'
Cause Elvis ain't left the buildin' yet, I'm a villain
You feel a threat when I step in and a set in a millisec
With the weapon of intellect, Lecter with the black belt
And fu, protect your neck and

Da 5'9"]
Respect the gun
Read in the Art of War by Sun Tzu
You realize if you defy, you probably won't be here long
(get over it)
Look, bitch, I got the in my pocket
And the roll poppin', that's...
overkill, I keep the kill under me
I the chill one degree
I hit you with a hook that'll you see threes
You realize as as you beat me that you didn't
Yeah, there's one of me, now me slap you
That's a view, that's normal embarrassing
And you slap me, that's knee-slap humor, that's hardly
So we scrap over you like a feline cub in a forest
a kill from a dominant male

And I'm born Malaria
Form of Lou
To torture and terrify America
Poor Erica
In the the sheriff's and Law Enforcement
Will one fourth of her buried
a barrier of the kitchen floor
With the stairs in an wooded area

[Hook:
From the moment I go to bed I wake up
All day, this is all I can about, baby (Oh, yeah)
So I go straight at opponent's heads with this
Always, this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah)

[Verse 3: Da 5'9]
then, hoes didn't want him
Now the Benz all hittin' corners
My spectacular,
I spit like Ex-Lax to Dracula
Let me translate, I'm find me a bitch
And I'm sucking on her neck while she naked
And then I'm on her

And I'm getting boners what I'm spitting
Getting to smithereens in a Toyota
Getting stoner, Jonas
Brothers, songs rotisserie how these birds are flipping
A time bomb with a nervous
murder victim, I flirted with them first
And burrr-stick 'em, I burn up if I try to step up inside a Chicken
*scratching wanna *scratching noise* making sure any who battle me crawl away
Assault and battery holiday, and just you're thinking that'll be all I say
I'll start automatically calling names and rattling off fellow rappers so the analogy
But I as quick as Natalie Holloway
It's my mentality all the way, I'm a suicide mission to try dissin'
But one thing I mind's getting called Elvis all the time
In the articles that you write which is why I reply, cause he died shitting
So-a, shitting, I'm spitting my infinite supply of bonafide
aside, critics take my little white dick in your eyelid and fuck it
Switch subjects, on to the next one its, Ch- Chucky
Who play with number one overall, Kid Cudi
A psycho buddy who go nutty 'cause he don't like nobody
His knife's so 'cause he just sliced somebody
Pull out the Hydro and

[Royce Da
In light of what he, just said, this for those who even want it
for this man, I would take a lighter
And light up all of my Lighter
You can it pyro money, "Hi Rihanna"
I wait, "Hi Tianna", wait, "Hi Tatiana", shit
I gotta problem I don't like, it's called fuck a
Who the tightest?
That's amazing, sit your ass
I don't the pussy too tight
Get the fuck outta here and some babies
Vocabulary ill, the 911 still will
It's all yellow with the black stripe, kill
I'm so far of the skills here
I'm getting ready for my life
I'm the real

Like Holyfield, you irreplaceable? Bite it (that's overkill)
'Till I keel like somebody stuffed roadkill and
Ebola in my bowl of oatmeal, you the deal
I'm not about to sit and go through the spiel
Of how I'm, how I'm cold steel like a old cold
And no but so jovial
But don't be one of those who mistake me for a joke, I'm so for
It's what I the phony emcee before I broke his will
a drill through his skull to see his soul
Told him when I like a photo
He'll get exposed like a roll of
Now he goes again, oh
I'm so trill, I'mma get the again
Buffalo Bill's, bitch you didn't put lotion in
The bucket, it, beat the poor little old widow
With throat pillows, soap brillos, my goat milk then
Smoke billows I lit up...ah, it