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

1: Royce Da 5'9"]
The chopper got fifty bullets
Ain't no way accidental 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 pull out game is so
I get rid of kids, now that's ill
The top of your head can fly of the top of
Ain't gon' really no time to come through and murder you
I fake mine, I do this the fair way
Snitches get stitches, blown away and on display
Hung by the grapevine, I just kicked a chair
Let me be the first to tell you that you lookin' at a
My microphone and AK-47, my new guitar
I don't belong to you and I don't who you are
Yeah, you sold a records, got a couple joints
Got a few Jordans, three, four of Louboutins
That's besides the point like a guard
Nigga, I'm a

With whoopin'
(I am) sick, George wit' a Uzi
What kind of a star
Would hop out a movin' car just to prove he's
"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 a bitch through the yard
Stuffed little Suzie in cardboard after her nude and newly scarred
Body in waterproof covered in roofin' tar
So what you so for?
Did you fuckin' fall off, chump? Or did you
Or did you just become bored with
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 know I'll be able to stop
Told you the gate
One thought it takes and I'm off to the races
Wait, stable, hold your fuckin' horses
There's nothin' more an animal
I just got done the fuckin' bathroom soap
And the lotion
To unwarp this mind you gon' need sort of an antidote
There's not a pill for bananas
It's unfortunate, you got delusions of though
Actin' like you're Michelangelo with a cordless
Bitch, I'm Shredder, so you better back in your shell
Or run you get injured
A fuckin' Ninja Turtle wouldn't toward us
Two joint forces, of course this is what force is
Cause we'd you on any joint
Bad and back, bitch
You might experience shortness of breath
As you sit with your lungs
Hear their motherfuckin' tears pourin'
If I you once more, then you're done for
You're going to have to
How to fuckin' hear from a eardrum
Forrest, am I You Gump, you're as dumb as a stump
To think come with a trump shortage
B-b-b-b-b-bass in face, bitch
Chuck Norris' nunchucks into guns, swords
This is what blood is
The goriest, glorious, notorious bigamous, shogun

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

[Hook:
From the moment I go to bed 'till I up
All day, this is all I can about, baby (Oh, yeah)
So I go straight at opponent's heads with this
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 these guys I
Applause is louder, how the fuck did this happen?
I never rapped for bitches, how's it my audience now is broader?
Devil without a cause, rebel a pause
I am a kaze without the
You wouldn't be a G if it cost me a thousand
Infrared in my pencil
But always keep an one stocked though
In the back pocket and 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 when I step in and kill a set in a millisec
With the weapon of intellect, Hannibal with the black belt
And kung fu, protect your and

Da 5'9"]
Respect the gun
in the Art of War book by Sun Tzu
You realize if you defy, you probably won't be here long
Rapunzel (get it)
Look, bitch, I got the bands in my
And the drum 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 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, that's hilarious
So we scrap you lyin' like a feline cub in a forest
Cherishing a kill a dominant male

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

[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 this anger
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 tryna me a bitch
And I'm sucking on her neck while she naked
And I'm shitting on her

And I'm getting boners from I'm spitting
blown to smithereens in a Toyota
Getting stoner, Brothers
Brothers, songs fricken rotisserie how these are flipping
A time bomb with a ticking
Another murder victim, I flirted with them
And burrr-stick 'em, I burn up if I try to step up inside a Chicken
*scratching noise* wanna *scratching noise* making sure any who battle me crawl
Assault and battery holiday, and just you're 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 mission to try
But one thing I never mind's called Elvis all the time
In the articles you write which is why I never reply, cause he died shitting
So-a, shitting, I'm spitting my infinite supply of written
Kidding aside, critics take my little white dick in eyelid and fuck it
Switch subjects, moving on to the next one its, Ch-
Who play with number one overall, Kid Cudi
A buddy who might go nutty 'cause he don't like nobody
His knife's so bloody 'cause he sliced somebody
out the Schick Hydro and

[Royce Da
In light of what he, just said, this for who even kinda want it
Cause for this man, I would take a
And up all of my Lighter money
You can call it money, "Hi Rihanna"
I mean wait, "Hi Tianna", wait, "Hi Tatiana",
I problem I don't like, it's called fuck a model-itis
Who the tightest?
amazing, sit your ass down
I don't the pussy too tight
Get the fuck outta here and have babies
Vocabulary still ill, the 911 will
It's all yellow the black stripe, kill bill
I'm so far ahead of the here
I'm getting for my past life
I'm the deal

Like Holyfield, think you 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 whole
Of how I'm, how I'm cold steel 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
It's I told the phony emcee before I broke his will
Drove a drill through his skull to see his
Told him when I snap like a
He'll get exposed a roll of film
Now here he again, oh
I'm so trill, I'mma get the again
Like Buffalo Bill's, bitch you put lotion in
The bucket, it, beat the poor little old widow
With throat pillows, brillos, finished my goat milk then
Smoke billows I lit up...ah, it