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

1: Royce Da 5'9"]
The got about 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 pull out 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 this the way
Snitches get stitches, blown away and left on
by the grapevine, I just kicked a chair away
Let me be the first to tell you that you at a superstar
My microphone and AK-47, my new guitar
I belong to you and I don't care who you are
Yeah, you sold a couple records, got a joints
Got a few Jordans, three, four pairs of
That's besides the point a shootin' guard
Nigga, I'm a

With cough
(I am) sick, Clooney wit' a Uzi
kind 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 swear I knew the Roofies are
The way I drug a through the yard
Stuffed little Suzie in after wrappin' her nude and newly scarred
in waterproof tarp covered in roofin' tar
So you so blunt for?
Did you fall off, chump? Or did you jump?
Or did you just become bored with
You're slipping into a funk, I just become
And more in my own world, everyone orbits
Pen at the table, I don't know I'll be able to stop
Told you the gate
One thought it generally and I'm off to the races
Wait, mentally stable, hold your fuckin'
There's nothin' more an animal
I just got done snortin' the fuckin' bathroom
And the tannin'
To unwarp this mind you gon' need sort of an antidote
not a pill for bananas though
It's unfortunate, you got delusions of grandeur
Actin' like Michelangelo with a fuckin' cordless
Bitch, I'm Shredder, so you better back in your shell
Or run you get injured
A fuckin' Ninja Turtle come toward us
Two forces, of course this is what blunt force is
Cause smoke you on any joint
Bad and Evil's back,
You experience some shortness of breath
As you sit with your lungs
Hear their motherfuckin' come pourin'
If I tell you once more, you're done for
You're going to have to
How to fuckin' hear a ruptured eardrum
Forrest, am I clear? You Gump, as dumb as a stump
To think we'd come with a shortage
B-b-b-b-b-bass in your face,
Chuck nunchucks morph into guns, swords
is what blood sport 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, the consortium

[Hook:
the moment I go to bed 'till I wake up
All day, this is all I can about, baby (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 got no more drama, bitch, I'm a fish outta water bottle
After all guys I slaughter
Applause is gettin' louder, how the fuck did happen?
I never rapped for bitches, how's it that my now is broader?
Devil without a cause, without a pause
I am a kaze the kami
You wouldn't be a G if it cost me a thousand
Infrared in my lead
But always an extra one stocked though
In the pocket and both of 'em locked
And they're loaded, like twin Glocks that I'm holdin'
You better pause when you see these two on your colon
Fuckin' punks, you wait, just got to and rollin'
Cause Elvis ain't left the yet, I'm still a villain
You feel a threat when I step in and a set in a millisec
With the weapon of intellect, Hannibal Lecter the black belt
And kung fu, 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 be around 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 soon as you beat me that you
Yeah, there's still one of me, now me you
That's a view, that's normal embarrassing
And you slap me, that's humor, that's hardly hilarious
So we scrap over you lyin' a feline cub in a forest
Cherishing a kill from a dominant

And I'm born with
Form of Lou
To torture and terrify America
Poor Erica
In the morning the sheriff's and Law
Will find one of her buried
Under a barrier of the kitchen
With the stairs in an outdoor wooded

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

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

And I'm getting boners what I'm spitting
Getting blown to in a Toyota
Getting stoner, Brothers
Brothers, fricken rotisserie how these birds are flipping
A time bomb with a ticking
Another murder victim, I flirted them first
And 'em, I burn up if I try to step up inside a Church Chicken
*scratching noise* wanna *scratching noise* making sure any who battle me away
Assault and holiday, and just when 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 disappear as quick as Natalie
It's my all the way, I'm normally a suicide mission to try dissin'
But one thing I mind's getting called Elvis all the time
In the that you write which is why I never reply, cause he died shitting
So-a, shitting, I'm my infinite supply of written 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 wanna play number one overall, Kid Cudi
A psycho buddy who might go nutty 'cause he don't like
His knife's so bloody he just sliced somebody
Pull out the Schick and

Da 5'9]
In light of what he, just said, for those who even kinda want it
Cause for this man, I would take a
And light up all of my money
You can it pyro money, "Hi Rihanna"
I mean wait, "Hi Tianna", wait, "Hi Tatiana",
I gotta problem I don't like, called fuck a model-itis
Who pussy the
That's amazing, sit ass down
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 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 over like somebody stuffed roadkill and
Ebola in my bowl of oatmeal, you know the
I'm not about to sit and go through the whole
Of how I'm, how I'm steel like 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
a drill through his skull to see his soul
Told him I snap like a photo
He'll get exposed like a of film
Now here he again, oh
I'm so trill, I'mma get the hoes
Like Buffalo Bill's, bitch you put lotion in
The bucket, fuck it, the poor little old widow
With pillows, soap brillos, finished my goat milk then
Smoke I lit up...ah, fuck it