Luyện nghe bài hát All I Think About

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

[Verse 1: Da 5'9"]
The chopper got about bullets
Ain't no way it's when I spill 'em on you
I'm the in the biz, how you livin'?
Cause you can get it how you
And you livin', I'm a say my pull 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 away and left on
Hung by the grapevine, I just kicked a chair
Let me be the first to tell you you lookin' at a superstar
My microphone and AK-47, that's my new
I don't belong to you and I don't who you are
Yeah, you sold a couple records, got a couple
Got a few Jordans, three, four of Louboutins
That's besides the point like a guard
Nigga, I'm a

With cough
(I am) sick, George wit' a Uzi
What kind of a star
hop out a movin' car just to prove he's hard?
"Fuck you doin', you retard?"
Should be put in a cast as soon as we shootin', dog
You swear I knew where the 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 you so blunt for?
Did you fuckin' fall off, Or did you jump?
Or did you become bored with this?
You're slipping into a funk, I just become
And more self-absorbed in my own world, everyone
Pen at the table, I don't know I'll be able to stop
you from the gate
One thought it takes and I'm off to the races
Wait, stable, hold your fuckin' horses
There's nothin' disgustin' an animal
I just got done snortin' the bathroom soap
And the tannin'
To unwarp this mind you gon' need some of an antidote
There's not a pill for bananas
It's unfortunate, you got delusions of grandeur
Actin' like you're Michelangelo a fuckin' cordless
Bitch, I'm Shredder, so you better back in your shell
Or run 'fore you get
A fuckin' Ninja wouldn't come toward us
Two joint forces, of course this is what force is
Cause we'd smoke you on any
Bad and Evil's back,
You might experience some shortness of
As you sit with lungs punctured
their motherfuckin' tears come pourin'
If I you once more, then you're done for
You're to have to learn
How to fuckin' hear from a ruptured
Forrest, am I clear? You Gump, as dumb as a stump
To think we'd with a trump shortage
B-b-b-b-b-bass in your face,
Chuck Norris' nunchucks into guns, swords
This is what sport is
The goriest, glorious, notorious bigamous, warriors

Da 5'9"]
God damn, the Slaughter boy
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

Eminem]
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 anger
Always, 'cause this is all I can think about, (Oh, yeah)

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

Da 5'9"]
Respect the gun
in the Art of War book by Sun Tzu
You realize if you defy, you probably be around here long
(get over it)
Look, bitch, I got the in my pocket
And the drum poppin', that's...
That's overkill, I the kill under me
I the chill one degree
I hit you with a that'll make you see threes
You realize as soon as you beat me that you
Yeah, still one of me, now me slap you
That's a recap view, that's embarrassing
And you slap me, that's knee-slap humor, that's hilarious
So we scrap over you lyin' like a feline cub in a
Cherishing a from a dominant male

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

[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 anger
Always, 'cause this is all I can think about, (Oh, yeah)

3: Royce Da 5'9]
Back then, hoes want him
Now the black all hittin' corners
My spectacular,
I like giving Ex-Lax to Dracula
Let me translate, I'm tryna find me a
And then I'm sucking on her while she naked
And I'm shitting on her

And I'm getting from what I'm spitting
blown to smithereens in a Toyota
Getting stoner, Jonas
Brothers, songs fricken rotisserie how these are flipping
A time bomb a nervous ticking
Another murder victim, I with them first
And burrr-stick 'em, I up if I try to step up inside a Church Chicken
*scratching noise* wanna *scratching noise* making sure any who battle me crawl
Assault and battery holiday, and just when thinking that'll be all I say
I'll start automatically calling names and rattling off rappers so pardon the analogy
But I disappear as quick as Natalie
It's my mentality all the way, I'm normally a suicide to try dissin'
But one thing I never mind's getting called all the time
In the articles that you which is why I never reply, cause he died shitting
So-a, shitting, I'm spitting my supply of written bonafide
Kidding aside, critics take my little dick in your eyelid and fuck it
Switch subjects, moving on to the one its, Ch- Chucky
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, this for those who even want it
Cause for this man, I would take a
And up all of my Lighter money
You can it pyro money, "Hi Rihanna"
I wait, "Hi Tianna", wait, "Hi Tatiana", shit
I gotta problem I like, it's called fuck a model-itis
Who pussy the
That's amazing, sit your ass
I don't like the too tight
Get the fuck outta and have some babies
still ill, the 911 still will
It's all yellow with the stripe, kill bill
I'm so far ahead of the here
I'm getting ready for my past
I'm the deal

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