Luyện nghe bài hát Baby

One different houses 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, hood
With a
S*** I in his face spit
B**** gave me an extra life, like take
Now get your a** in that game
B**** don't take for granted
And don't take s***, it!
Only you should take is by the horns
A mixture of Whitey Ford and mighty
I Everlast, pen is mightier than
Finish then record
Replenish keep writing
Nothing's riding on it but privates are you're fighting for
So you fight, scratch, you
Backs to
No one was there to you fall
You pick yourself up, you dust your jacket off
You grab balls, like they're gargantuan and
Ask yourself how f***ing bad you it
Pull out pants, whoop your a** and flash it on em'
Nobodies gonna back you in the
Throw a
No one's ig-norant then you f***in' four in the morning you're at the laboratory, storming
Like there's nothing that's more
MC's you better consider this a warning, you're in for it
Girl, what would you do if I said your was off the chain?
And I told you I smile every single I saw your face
I finished b****
I meant in half, oil the
Nobody to play
They say I'm a little baby
But

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

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

goes through an addict's brain?
Besides pain and big daddy kane
Break, beats and
An erratic of thought
Like paint
Scatter
Yeah maybe why that
Why back but you don't rap the same
And looking way thinner
Because your hunger got you looking
took away dinner
Sugar Ray Leonard wouldn't sugar a f***ing booger though
Just to wipe that b**** on a coat
When you say you're a what chooka what
Now fling b**** from your fingertips
I it lands on another rap singers lips
Who can't think of
of wit, that's interesting to spit
Whose king of this f***ing English
Let your fingers flip
On each hand, extending this s***
How low can you go?
Lower then D ho
the bass of this in my voice
Rocky's back, my Adrian?
Nobodies crazy as shady in an eighty million mile
I'm what Tom is to the patriots of rap
Not a man, I'm a
Who happened to be a rapper
Who just to be on the crapper
When it I had an epiphany
In the bathroom, I'd never be the same
Now I'm back with an
For destruction the f***ing for disaster
So eat 'cause I'm famished
Every is a dastardly one
Evil its it
you asking for me to be pulled
Like to
Is me having my teeth pulled

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

'Cause nobody baby in the corner
I'm only trying to ya
'Cause that baby mad
And to throwing a tantrum
He'll flip on ya

So inside of dimension
The demented of a mind
That's like the of an engine
While I your undivided attention
But be that if I didn't mention
I my mind and my temper
be the first one
Who him offensive
Got him climbing the
Lost some time to
But up rhyme in the dictio-nary
I'm in the
Eminem is the for it
I'm an
it let's get to the meat, balls
I'm skip the veg and potatoes
Edgamacater, are
S*** legends are
Spit treachreous
S*** you would say to your worst enemy
wretchedness is
What you get when you mix Treach a Jada
And em' with Method Man and Redman
meth-amphetamines in his left hand
And in his right a sledge-hammer
And pajamas, in front of a webcam
himself in the head, til Russell let's him off dead jam
Maybe I my head examined
Lecter with a dead lamb
Hanging from his ceiling with a bed pan
I meds!
Swear to god 'cause If I go off the
T.I ain't me off a ledge man
throb at a fart, ah nah
More like a smart slob, blob
That'll stab you with a ob-ject
To the heart and claw marks
All the Wal-Mart walls
Little baby large balls
F*** mud slinging, I'm flinging
There's nothing on this f***ing better then being
of the playground
I hate the swings but I love the underdog
when I'm pushed
I end up up

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

'Cause put's baby in the corner
I'm trying to warn ya
'Cause baby get's mad
And to throwing a tantrum
f***ing flip on ya