Luyện nghe bài hát All I Think About

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

[Verse 1: Da 5'9"]
The chopper got fifty bullets
no way it's accidental when I spill 'em on you
I'm the in the biz, how you livin'?
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 come through and you
I don't fake mine, I do the fair way
Snitches get stitches, away and left on display
Hung by the grapevine, I kicked a chair away
Let me be the first to tell you that you 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
besides the point like a shootin' guard
Nigga, I'm a

With cough
(I am) sick, George wit' a Uzi
What of a movie star
Would hop out a movin' car just to he's hard?
"Fuck you doin', you retard?"
Should be put in a cast as as we start shootin', dog
You I knew where the Roofies are
The way I drug a through the yard
Stuffed Suzie in cardboard after wrappin' her nude and newly scarred
in waterproof tarp covered in roofin' tar
So what you so for?
Did you fuckin' fall off, chump? Or did you
Or did you just bored with this?
You're into a funk, I just become morbid
And self-absorbed in my own world, everyone orbits
Pen at the table, I don't when I'll be able to stop
you from the gate
One thought it generally takes and I'm off to the
Wait, mentally stable, hold your fuckin'
There's nothin' more an animal
I just got snortin' the fuckin' bathroom soap
And the tannin'
To unwarp this mind you gon' need some sort of an
There's not a for bananas though
It's unfortunate, you got delusions of grandeur
Actin' like you're Michelangelo a fuckin' cordless
Bitch, I'm Shredder, so you crawl back in your shell
Or run you get injured
A Ninja Turtle wouldn't come toward us
Two forces, of course this is what blunt force is
Cause we'd smoke you on any
Bad and back, bitch
You might experience some shortness of
As you sit your lungs punctured
their motherfuckin' tears come pourin'
If I tell you more, then you're done for
You're going to to learn
How to fuckin' hear from a eardrum
Forrest, am I clear? You Gump, as dumb as a stump
To think we'd come a trump shortage
B-b-b-b-b-bass in face, bitch
Chuck Norris' morph into guns, swords
This is what blood is
The goriest, glorious, notorious bigamous, warriors

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

[Hook:
From the moment I go to bed 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, 'cause this is all I can about, baby (Oh, yeah)

2: Eminem]
If I don't got no more drama, bitch, I'm a outta water bottle
all these guys I slaughter
Applause is gettin' louder, how the did this happen?
I rapped for bitches, how's it that my audience now is broader?
without a cause, rebel without a pause
I am a without the kami
You wouldn't be a G if it cost me a dollars
Infrared in my lead
But always an extra one stocked though
In the back pocket and both of 'em
And they're loaded, cocked twin Glocks that I'm holdin'
You better pause when you see these two dots on colon
Fuckin' punks, you wait, just got to rockin' and
Cause ain't left the buildin' yet, I'm still a villain
You feel a threat when I step in and kill a set in a
With the weapon of intellect, Hannibal Lecter with the belt
And kung fu, protect your and

Da 5'9"]
Respect the gun
Read in the Art of War by Sun Tzu
You realize if you defy, you probably be around here long
Rapunzel (get it)
Look, bitch, I got the in my pocket
And the drum poppin', that's...
That's overkill, I keep the kill me
I keep the chill one
I hit you with a hook make 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 recap view, that's normal
And you slap me, that's knee-slap humor, hardly hilarious
So we scrap over you lyin' like a feline cub in a
a kill from a dominant male

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

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

3: Royce Da 5'9]
Back then, didn't want him
Now the black all hittin' corners
My spectacular,
I spit like giving Ex-Lax to
Let me translate, I'm tryna me a bitch
And then I'm on her neck while she naked
And I'm shitting on her

And I'm getting from what I'm spitting
Getting to smithereens in a Toyota
Getting stoner, Brothers
Brothers, songs fricken rotisserie how these birds are
A time bomb with a ticking
Another murder victim, I flirted with first
And burrr-stick 'em, I burn up if I try to up inside a Church Chicken
*scratching noise* wanna noise* making sure any who battle me crawl away
Assault and battery holiday, and just when you're thinking be all I say
start automatically calling names and rattling off fellow rappers so pardon the analogy
But I disappear as as Natalie Holloway
It's my mentality all the way, I'm normally a 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 never reply, he died shitting
So-a, shitting, I'm spitting my infinite supply of written
aside, critics take my little white dick in your eyelid and fuck it
Switch subjects, moving on to the next one its, Ch-
Who wanna play with number one overall, Kid
A psycho buddy who might go 'cause he don't like nobody
His knife's so bloody he just sliced somebody
out the Schick Hydro and

[Royce Da
In light of what he, just said, for those who even kinda want it
Cause for this man, I take a lighter
And up all of my Lighter money
You can call it money, "Hi Rihanna"
I mean wait, "Hi Tianna", wait, "Hi Tatiana",
I gotta problem I don't like, it's called fuck a
Who pussy the
That's amazing, sit ass down
I don't like the too tight
Get the outta here and have some babies
Vocabulary still ill, the 911 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, think you irreplaceable? it (that's overkill)
'Till I keel over somebody stuffed roadkill and
in my bowl of oatmeal, you know the deal
I'm not to sit and go through the whole spiel
Of how I'm, how I'm cold steel a old cold snowmobile
And no but so jovial
But don't be one of those who me for a joke, I'm so for real
It's what I told the emcee before I broke his will
Drove a drill through his to see his soul
Told him when I snap like a
get exposed like a roll of film
Now here he again, oh
I'm so trill, get the hoes again
Buffalo Bill's, bitch you didn't put lotion in
The bucket, fuck it, beat the little old widow
With throat pillows, soap brillos, finished my goat then
billows I lit up...ah, fuck it