Luyện nghe bài hát Baby

One thousand houses and munchausen
I'mma you wanna punch out some f***in' one "ouch"
What the f***'d you hit me
Scream life as I punch counter and bunches out of
I once encountered a
In a dumb gown, hood
a scythe
S*** I laughed in his spit
B**** gave me an life, like take this
Now get your a** back in that
B**** don't take for granted
And don't s***, give it!
Only you should take is by the horns
A mixture of Whitey and mighty Thor
I Everlast, pen is mightier than
Finish then record
Replenish writing more
Nothing's on it but your privates are you're fighting for
So you fight, scratch, you
to wall
No one was to catch you fall
You pick yourself back up, you dust your off
You grab your balls, like they're and
Ask yourself how f***ing bad you it
Pull out your pants, whoop a** and flash it on em'
gonna back you in the corner
Throw a
No one's more then you f***in' four in the morning you're at the laboratory, storming
Like nothing that's more important
MC's you better this a formal warning, you're in for it
Girl, would you do if I said your body was off the chain?
And I told you I every single 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 only trying to ya
'Cause that get's mad
And get's to throwing a
He'll flip on ya

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

What through an addict's brain?
Besides static pain and big kane
Break, beats and
An erratic of thought
splatter paint
Scatter
Yeah maybe why explains
Why you're back but you rap the same
And you're way thinner
Because hunger got you looking like
They took dinner
Sugar Ray Leonard wouldn't sugar coat a booger though
Just to wipe that on a hooker's coat
you say you're a chooka what chooka what
Now fling b**** from your fingertips
I hope it lands on another rap lips
Who think of s***
Anything of wit, interesting to spit
Whose king of this English Lit?
Let middle fingers flip
On each hand, whilst extending this
How low can you go?
Lower then D ho
Hear the of this in my voice
Rocky's back, my Adrian?
Nobodies as shady in an eighty million mile radius
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
it happened I had an epiphany
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 deed is a one
its past it
Even you asking for me to be
to people
Is like me having my teeth

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

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

So step of dimension
The side of a mind
That's like the inside of an
While I multiply your attention
But be reminded that if I mention
I lose my mind and my
be the first one
Who him offensive
Got him the fences
Lost time to addiction
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 gonna the veg and potatoes
Edgamacater, are
S*** are madea
treachreous data
S*** that you say to your worst enemy
This is
What you get when you mix Treach a Jada
And em' with Method Man and Redman
Whit meth-amphetamines in his left
And in his right there's a
And pajamas, standing in front of a
Beating himself in the head, til let's him off dead jam
I need my head examined
Hannibal Lecter a dead lamb
Hanging from his ceiling with a bed pan
I meds!
to god 'cause If I go off the edge
T.I ain't me off a ledge man
Heart at a fart, ah nah
More like a smart slob, blob
That'll you with a sharp ob-ject
To the and leave claw marks
All over the walls
Little with large balls
F*** mud slinging, I'm blood
There's nothing on this f***ing earth better being
King of the
I hate the swings but I love being the
'Cause I'm pushed
I end up up

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

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