Luyện nghe bài hát Baby

One thousand different and munchausen
I'mma make you wanna out some f***in' one "ouch"
the f***'d you hit me for?
Scream life as I counter and bunches out of anger
I once encountered a
In a dumb gown, black
With a
S*** I laughed in his spit
B**** gave me an extra life, like this
Now get your a** in that game
B**** don't take s*** for
And take s***, give it!
Only bull you should is by the horns
A of Whitey Ford and mighty Thor
I Everlast, pen is than sword
writing then record
Replenish keep writing
Nothing's riding on it but your privates are fighting for
So you fight, scratch, you
Backs to
No one was there to catch you
You pick yourself up, you dust your jacket off
You grab your balls, like gargantuan and
Ask how f***ing bad you want it
Pull out your pants, whoop your a** and it on em'
gonna back you in the corner
Throw a
No one's more ig-norant then you f***in' four in the you're at the laboratory, storming
Like nothing that's more important
MC's you better consider a formal warning, you're in for it
Girl, what you do if I said your body was off the chain?
And I told you I smile every time I saw your face
I finished b****
I in half, oil the blades
wants to play
They say I'm a little baby
But

Nobody baby in the corner
I'm trying to warn ya
'Cause that get's mad
And get's to throwing a
He'll flip on ya

'Cause put's baby in the corner
I'm only trying to ya
'Cause baby get's mad
And to throwing a tantrum
He'll flip on ya

What goes through an brain?
Besides static pain and big daddy
Break, and words
An train of thought
Like splatter
Scatter
Yeah maybe why that
Why back but you don't rap the same
And looking way thinner
Because your hunger got you like
They away dinner
Sugar Ray Leonard wouldn't sugar coat a booger though
Just to wipe that on a hooker's coat
When you say you're a chooka what what
Now fling that b**** from fingertips
I it lands on another rap singers lips
Who can't of s***
Anything of wit, that's interesting to
Whose king of f***ing English Lit?
Let your middle flip
On hand, whilst extending this s***
How low can you go?
then Chuck D ho
Hear the bass of this in my
Rocky's back, where's my
Nobodies crazy as shady in an million mile radius
I'm what Tom is to the patriots of rap
Not a man, I'm a
Who just to be a rapper
Who just to be on the crapper
When it happened I had an
In the bathroom, I'd never be the after
Now I'm back with an
For destruction the f***ing recipe for
So let's eat 'cause I'm
Every is a dastardly one
Evil its it
Even you asking for me to be
Like to
Is like me having my pulled

Nobody put's baby in the
I'm only trying to ya
'Cause that get's mad
And get's to throwing a
He'll flip on ya

nobody put's baby in the corner
I'm trying to warn ya
'Cause that baby mad
And get's to a tantrum
He'll flip on ya

So inside of dimension
The demented side of a
That's like the of an engine
While I multiply undivided attention
But be reminded that if I didn't
I lose my and my temper
be the first one
Who him offensive
Got him climbing the
some time to addiction
But up rhyme in the dictio-nary
I'm in the
is the synonym for it
I'm an
F*** it get to the meat, balls
I'm skip the veg and potatoes
Edgamacater, are
S*** legends are
Spit treachreous
that you would say to your worst enemy
This is
you get when you mix Treach with a Jada
And combine em' with Man and Redman
Whit meth-amphetamines in his hand
And in his right there's a
And pajamas, standing in of a webcam
Beating himself in the head, til Russell let's him off jam
I need my head examined
Hannibal Lecter with a dead
from his ceiling dripping with a bed pan
I meds!
Swear to god If I go off the edge
T.I ain't me off a ledge man
Heart at a fart, ah nah
More like a slob, part blob
That'll stab you with a sharp
To the and leave claw marks
All over the walls
Little baby large balls
F*** mud slinging, I'm flinging
There's nothing on this f***ing earth better being
King of the
I hate the swings but I love the underdog
'Cause I'm pushed
I end up up

Nobody put's baby in the
I'm only trying to ya
'Cause that baby mad
And get's to throwing a
f***ing flip on ya

'Cause nobody put's in the corner
I'm only trying to ya
'Cause that get's mad
And get's to throwing a
f***ing flip on ya