Luyện nghe bài hát Baby

One different houses and munchausen
I'mma you wanna punch out some f***in' one "ouch"
the f***'d you hit me for?
Scream life as I punch counter and out of anger
I once encountered a
In a gown, black hood
a scythe
S*** I laughed in his face
gave me an extra life, like take this
Now get your a** back in game
B**** don't s*** for granted
And don't take s***, it!
Only bull you should is by the horns
A mixture of Whitey Ford and Thor
I Everlast, pen is mightier than
Finish then record
Replenish keep more
Nothing's riding on it but your are you're fighting for
So you fight, scratch, you
to wall
No one was there to you fall
You yourself back up, you dust your jacket off
You grab your balls, they're gargantuan and
Ask how f***ing bad you want it
out your pants, whoop your a** and flash it on em'
Nobodies gonna back you in the
Throw a
No one's more ig-norant then you f***in' four in the morning you're at the laboratory,
Like there's nothing more important
MC's you better consider a formal warning, you're in for it
Girl, what would you do if I your body was off the chain?
And I told you I smile single time I saw your face
I ain't b****
I meant in half, oil the
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 a tantrum
f***ing flip on ya

'Cause nobody baby 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

What goes an addict's brain?
Besides static pain and big daddy
Break, beats and
An train of thought
Like splatter
brain
Yeah maybe why explains
Why you're but you don't rap the same
And looking way thinner
Because your got you looking like
They took dinner
Sugar Ray Leonard sugar coat a f***ing booger though
to wipe that b**** on a hooker's coat
When you say you're a chooka chooka what
Now fling b**** from your fingertips
I hope it lands on another rap lips
Who can't think of
of wit, that's interesting to spit
Whose king of this f***ing English
Let middle fingers flip
On each hand, whilst extending this
How low can you go?
then Chuck D ho
Hear the bass of this in my
back, where's my Adrian?
Nobodies crazy as shady in an eighty mile radius
I'm Tom Brady 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
it happened I had an epiphany
In the bathroom, I'd never be the same
Now I'm back with an
For the f***ing recipe for disaster
So let's eat 'cause I'm
Every is a dastardly one
Evil its it
you asking for me to be pulled
Like to
Is like me my teeth pulled

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

So step inside of
The demented side of a
That's the inside of an engine
While I multiply undivided attention
But be reminded that if I mention
I my mind and my temper
be the first one
Who finds him
Got him the fences
Lost time to addiction
But look up rhyme in the
I'm in the
Eminem is the for it
I'm an
F*** it get to the meat, balls
I'm gonna the veg and potatoes
Edgamacater, are
S*** are madea
Spit data
S*** you would say to your worst enemy
wretchedness is
What you get when you mix Treach with a
And combine em' with Method Man and
Whit meth-amphetamines in his hand
And in his there's 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 his ceiling dripping 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
stab you with a sharp ob-ject
To the and leave claw marks
All over the walls
Little baby with large
F*** mud slinging, I'm flinging
There's on this f***ing earth better then being
of the playground
I hate the swings but I being the underdog
'Cause I'm pushed
I end up up

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

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