Luyện nghe bài hát All I Think About

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

1: Royce Da 5'9"]
The got about fifty bullets
Ain't no way it's accidental 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 head 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 that you lookin' at a
My microphone and AK-47, that's my new
I don't to you and I don't care who you are
Yeah, you sold a 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 whoopin'
(I am) sick, George Clooney a Uzi
What of a movie star
Would hop out a movin' car just to prove he's
"Fuck you doin', you retard?"
Should be put in a as soon as we start shootin', dog
You swear I knew the Roofies are
The way I a bitch through the yard
Stuffed little Suzie in cardboard wrappin' her nude and newly scarred
Body in waterproof tarp in roofin' tar
So what you so for?
Did you fuckin' off, chump? Or did you jump?
Or did you just bored with this?
You're into a funk, I just become morbid
And more 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 and I'm off to the races
Wait, mentally stable, hold your fuckin'
There's nothin' more disgustin' an
I just got done the fuckin' bathroom soap
And the tannin'
To unwarp this you gon' need some sort of an antidote
There's not a pill for though
unfortunate, you got delusions of grandeur though
Actin' like Michelangelo with a fuckin' cordless
Bitch, I'm Shredder, so you better crawl back in your
Or run 'fore you get
A fuckin' Ninja Turtle wouldn't toward us
Two joint forces, of course is what blunt force is
Cause we'd smoke you on any
Bad and Evil's back,
You might experience shortness of breath
As you sit with your lungs
Hear their motherfuckin' come pourin'
If I tell you once more, then you're for
You're going to have to
How to fuckin' hear from a ruptured
Forrest, am I clear? You Gump, you're as dumb as a
To think come with a trump shortage
in your face, bitch
Chuck Norris' nunchucks morph into guns,
This is blood sport is
The goriest, glorious, notorious bigamous, warriors

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

Eminem]
From the moment I go to bed 'till I up
All day, this is all I can think about, (Oh, yeah)
So I go straight at heads with this anger
Always, this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah)

2: Eminem]
If I don't got no more drama, bitch, I'm a fish outta water
After all these I slaughter
Applause is gettin' louder, how the did this happen?
I never rapped for bitches, it that my audience now is broader?
without a cause, rebel without a pause
I am a kaze without the
You be a G if it cost me a thousand dollars
in my pencil lead
But keep an extra one stocked though
In the back pocket and of 'em locked
And they're loaded, like cocked twin that I'm holdin'
You better pause when you see these two dots on your
punks, you wait, just got to rockin' and rollin'
Cause Elvis ain't left the 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 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 bands in my
And the roll poppin', that's...
That's overkill, I keep the kill me
I keep the one degree
I hit you with a hook that'll make you see
You realize as soon as you me that you didn't
Yeah, there's one of me, now me slap you
That's a recap view, normal embarrassing
And you slap me, that's knee-slap humor, that's hardly
So we scrap you lyin' like a feline cub in a forest
a kill from a dominant male

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

[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 at opponent's heads with this anger
Always, 'cause this is all I can about, baby (Oh, yeah)

[Verse 3: Da 5'9]
Back then, 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 find me a
And then I'm on her neck while she naked
And then I'm on her

And I'm boners from what I'm spitting
blown to smithereens in a Toyota
Getting stoner, Jonas
Brothers, songs fricken rotisserie how these birds are
A bomb with a nervous ticking
Another murder victim, I flirted with them
And burrr-stick 'em, I burn up if I try to up inside a Church Chicken
*scratching noise* wanna *scratching noise* making sure any who me crawl away
and battery holiday, and just when you're thinking that'll be all I say
I'll automatically calling names and rattling off fellow rappers so pardon the analogy
But I disappear as quick as Holloway
my mentality all the way, I'm normally a suicide mission to try dissin'
But one thing I never mind's getting called 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 of written bonafide
Kidding aside, critics take my little white in your eyelid and fuck it
subjects, moving 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 'cause he just somebody
Pull out the Hydro and

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

Like Holyfield, you irreplaceable? Bite it (that's overkill)
'Till I over 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 snowmobile
And no feeling but so
But don't be one of those who mistake me for a joke, I'm so for
It's what I told the phony before I broke his will
Drove a drill through his skull to see his
Told him I snap like a photo
He'll get like a roll of film
Now he goes again, oh
I'm so trill, get the hoes again
Like Bill's, bitch you didn't put lotion in
The bucket, fuck it, beat the little old widow
With throat pillows, soap brillos, my goat milk then
Smoke billows I lit up...ah, it