Luyện nghe bài hát All I Think About

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

[Verse 1: Da 5'9"]
The chopper got fifty bullets
Ain't no way it's accidental when I '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 still get rid of kids, now ill
The top of head can fly of the top of convertibles
Ain't really take no time to come through and murder you
I don't fake mine, I do this the way
Snitches get stitches, blown away and on display
Hung by the grapevine, I just kicked a away
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 care who you are
Yeah, you a couple records, got a couple joints
Got a few Jordans, three, four pairs of
besides the point like a shootin' guard
Nigga, I'm a

With cough
(I am) sick, George Clooney a Uzi
What kind of a star
Would hop out a movin' car just to 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 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 blunt
Did you fuckin' off, chump? Or did you jump?
Or did you just become with this?
You're into a funk, I just become morbid
And more self-absorbed in my own world, everyone
Pen at the table, I know when I'll be able to stop
Told you the gate
One it generally takes and I'm off to the races
Wait, mentally stable, hold your fuckin'
There's more disgustin' an animal
I just got done snortin' the fuckin' soap
And the lotion
To this mind you gon' need some sort of an antidote
There's not a pill for bananas
unfortunate, you got delusions of grandeur though
Actin' you're Michelangelo with a fuckin' cordless
Bitch, I'm Shredder, so you better crawl back in your
Or run you get injured
A fuckin' Ninja wouldn't come toward us
Two joint forces, of course this is what blunt is
we'd smoke you on any joint
Bad and back, bitch
You might experience shortness of breath
As you sit your lungs punctured
Hear their motherfuckin' come pourin'
If I tell you once more, then done for
You're going to to learn
How to fuckin' from a ruptured eardrum
Forrest, am I clear? You Gump, you're as dumb as a
To we'd come with a trump shortage
B-b-b-b-b-bass in face, bitch
Chuck nunchucks morph into guns, swords
This is what blood is
The goriest, glorious, bigamous, shogun warriors

Da 5'9"]
God damn, the boy general
Once I slaughter it, you couldn't it
Once I order a hit, you couldn't 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 heads with this anger
Always, 'cause is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah)

[Verse 2:
If I don't got no more drama, bitch, I'm a fish outta water
After all these guys I
is gettin' louder, how the fuck did this happen?
I never rapped for bitches, how's it that my audience now is
Devil without a cause, without a pause
I am a kaze the kami
You be a G if it cost me a thousand dollars
Infrared in my lead
But always keep an one stocked though
In the back and both of 'em locked
And they're loaded, like cocked Glocks that I'm holdin'
You better pause you see these two dots on your colon
Fuckin' punks, you wait, just got to rockin' and
Elvis ain't left the buildin' yet, I'm still a villain
You a threat when I step in and kill a set in a millisec
the weapon of intellect, Hannibal Lecter with the black belt
And kung fu, protect 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
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 that'll make you see
You realize as soon as you beat me you didn't
Yeah, there's still one of me, now me you
a recap view, that's normal embarrassing
And you slap me, that's knee-slap humor, that's hilarious
So we scrap over you lyin' a feline cub in a forest
Cherishing a from a dominant male

And I'm with Malaria
of Lou Gehrigs
To torture and terrify corporate
Poor Erica
In the morning the and Law Enforcement
find one fourth of her buried
Under a barrier of the kitchen
With the stairs in an outdoor area

[Hook:
the moment I go to bed 'till I wake up
All day, is all I can think about, baby (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 Benz all hittin'
My spectacular,
I spit giving Ex-Lax to Dracula
Let me translate, I'm find me a bitch
And then I'm sucking on her while she naked
And then I'm on her

And I'm getting boners from what I'm
Getting to smithereens in a Toyota
Getting stoner, Jonas
Brothers, fricken rotisserie how these birds are flipping
A time with a nervous ticking
Another murder victim, I flirted them first
And burrr-stick 'em, I burn up if I try to step up a Church Chicken
*scratching noise* wanna *scratching noise* making any who battle me crawl away
and battery holiday, and just when you're thinking that'll be all I say
I'll start automatically names and rattling off fellow 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 getting called Elvis all the
In the articles that you write which is why I never reply, he died shitting
So-a, shitting, I'm spitting my infinite of written bonafide
Kidding aside, take my little white dick in your eyelid and fuck it
Switch subjects, on to the next one its, Ch- Chucky
Who play with number one overall, Kid Cudi
A psycho buddy who might go nutty 'cause he like nobody
His knife's so 'cause he just sliced somebody
Pull out the Schick and

Da 5'9]
In light of what he, just said, this for those who even kinda it
Cause for this man, I would take a
And light up all of my Lighter
You can it pyro money, "Hi Rihanna"
I wait, "Hi Tianna", wait, "Hi Tatiana", shit
I gotta problem I don't like, it's fuck a model-itis
Who the tightest?
That's amazing, sit your ass
I don't like the too tight
Get the fuck here and have some babies
Vocabulary still ill, the 911 will
all yellow with the black stripe, kill bill
I'm so far of the skills here
I'm getting ready for my life
I'm the deal

Like Holyfield, you irreplaceable? Bite it (that's overkill)
I keel 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 whole
Of how I'm, how I'm cold steel a old cold snowmobile
And no but so jovial
But don't be one of who mistake 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 skull to see his
Told him when I like a photo
He'll get exposed a roll of film
Now he goes again, oh
I'm so trill, I'mma get the again
Buffalo Bill's, bitch you didn't put lotion in
The bucket, fuck it, the poor little old widow
With throat pillows, soap brillos, finished my milk then
Smoke billows I lit up...ah, it