Luyện nghe bài hát BET Shady 2.0 Cypher

[Intro:
to Detroit
This is the BET, Shady 2.0 2011
Myself, and Yelawolf
White get em

[Verse 1:
Put these muthafuckas in a box and I em away
Put em in a gray and pop the trunk
And throw em in the back, ha, dig em a grave
Put a brick inside Xerox when I print up a page
Moving keys I can relate, cause I live in the
I up the A, I take em to school
I give them a
An easy E for effort, WWA
with an attitude
Alphabet is on my plate
All I got is Z's they on me
I can't get em
I feed em a sound
In a room full of deceivers and
Who believe in making it rain cause all they see is the
And I watch from the couch of the VIP a potato
With a bunch of meatheads, fuck it
I'll feed em a cow
Plenty of White boys to pick from this
But before you pick a pepper, you better pick up your
even Peter Piper could pick up a mic
But what it's like to a fight with me
Is like Nikes on a cheetah, better speed up
Or at in my case Adidas
I'm out this bitch, drinking Sprite by the

Shady

[Verse 2: Joe
Say I'm from the new school, say check your tone and watch your mouth
If they teaching how to Dougie, I'm condoning out
Forced to wild, y'all me then gave me up
I just perfected being hip-hop's foster child, now it
Don't blame y'all for being trash, fans are it
The radio's the crime scene, the masses are the
In my youth I'd shots, the fad was dodging it
I'm grown: I ain't the throne, I'm sabotaging it
You see that four-headed monster in the looms
Snipe 'em from a distance: the scope got a zoom
You Mario thugs is in the wrong room
Gotta figure here, you won't get bigger if you on
If it was left to me, I'd revive the game be 'bout
I'd 've took the wine outta Amy
Enough raps from you scrub cats cockin' a snub back
Wayne couldn't me how to love that
But I got this from uptown, she my summer bunny
Both parents broke, but she come from
my bread is her paper to burn
So I lock her out, and now she doubt is Stern
She's so bad, I make her hit the telly a taxi
Then dead her in the Holiday Inn, that from Max B
That's why the haters envy, kinda wanna send me
I made it right before their like I was Benihanas
Is it me or is what I'm hearing just
the same, now the stereo's typical
My skin's so the critics ignored
So unafraid to die, you'd I did it before
The boy's Rodman with the talk
or Walt with the black ball
Way I bounce off the asphalt with cat
Glass jaw, Hood of your mask be the Blackfoot with no passport
Body be found in a in one of my trapdoors
If had award you status whores categore
be that of awards between Michael Rappaport and Kenny Latimore
I know hip-hop's and well
If it died, you other crews survive the smell

3: Crooked I]
I spot a victim, the plot'll thicken when the is ticking
I caught him slipping, I gotta give him a
I hit him with proper spitting, writtens and compositions
So competition's a contradiction somebody mention they got a
Highly fiction we probably different, got henchmen
Opposition, I'll quick as Bugatti engines
I'm on a mission to get richer, the sickest
Digging a ditch for different
lyricists get disfigured
Sip liquor, spit a sick mixture
Of Notorious, Pun and L, get the big
The poster, roast ya
My mind so deadly it's just like the beanie is to a holster
It's over, my whole coastal region
Like I'm to, flow is going postal even
season, heart close to freezing
Ruthless as Eazy nigga, approach, I'm believe me
Westcoaster breathing so most ya hope I'm vegan
Nope I'm beefing rappers need to it trill
me a beat to kill
Too many people eating sleeping pills
People sleeping on my skills
And y'all even real, you bout to die in this cypher
you die you should do the Jada and leave a Will

[Verse 4: Joell
I a rap dude, I'm a dude who rap
Before this, I was moving
Killers y'all when y'all rhyme, I salute and dap
And if I blink, they'll your snaps
You ain't cool, you wack with foolish act
Skinny don't mean your ass shoot, it means your booty claps
Don't play like Perry
This the of pain
Flow brown, tight and
When it to 16's, I'm a fiend
in the studio near a needle with a mean lean
Probably writing bars to Nas' Thief's getting my Yaowa on
Man, all these Olajuwons, we the dream
This is an all day
They fiending for us to like Beyonce's water
The four quarters all the eating
And y'all gotta know why I made the cut, I'm Rican
keep the fire ready
And tryna put me out's tryna steal a transvestite from Eddie

[Verse 5: Da 5'9"]
I'm do or die dope, and you can the sticker sitting
On the door of that Phantom, suicide note
Hi Rihanna...is Nicki living you
Let me so I can buy binoculars and telescopes
Hi Rihanna...I don't need to you better
You me you love my music again, we go together
Bye Rihanna... now back to y'all
We rock out like the of a guitar school
Thousand dollar frames I prefer to see the world
Don't ask me nothing 'bout Budden, I beat my too
You ask me why do I keep her, I say it's to
That's why I around in a Rolls like Wiz Khalifa do
Rappers I'm your daddy, I tell you straight as
You don't kill but your father like Jayden Smith
I tell you like I tell my chick
You fly, but I going down on no landing strip
So get wax on like Daniel San
Or have to run like De la Hoya in drag when cameras come
Point out the greatest rapper I head shot 'em
Smack his girl on the butt and buy her red bottom
Bring every deceased rapper to see his wife
While I'm cyber-sexing with Jessica via Skype
I'm on my D-boy, thing
Spiritual steelo swing like Green
Get out the camera with yo B bling
You know flow is wack
We cornered the like a Wal-Mart in a cul-de-sac
Yeah, is what two million singles sold and an album that's gold
Look like having to sell your soul

6: Eminem]
Ayo, lyrical miracle, individual, criminal
Subliminal, in swimming pool

You're about to see destroyed, it'll never be restored
When I unleash these beastly on your CD stores
Wanna it: you gon' need a priest, at least three swords
A license to ill from the Beastie Boys, Ouija boards
A squeegee and be warned, don't ask what the squeegee's for
Or the holy water, acid raps eat these floors
Eat a in a rhyme book, you see these horns
And as for me you ask when I'm gone, will he be
..is puke warm, should Casey Anthony do porn
Can that fit a new born dead baby inside a fricking shoebox
With a
Smothered in chloroform so she can go get her on
Can she duct and Velcro a fetus
Joell, yo tell Joe I his
Empty box his old shell toed Adidas
So I can put babies in the fetal position
They're getting elbows to the
Yeah big
I took little kids Big Wheel and spit in his frickin big kids meal
tryna bite me and pinch you wench sit still
Did you just put six inch heel through my Benz windshield
Is it dust we bout to up
Can Yelawolf fit a of rum in a big cup
his stick shift in his frigging pickup
And drink like a hick redneck hillbilly will til he gets
Flipping the script up Mike Vick
Getting bit in his by a Pit, yup I'm a sick pup
I'd be a horrible cause I'll fuck a trick up
Fix lips up to say something fly, or zip up
A B, let's C, you said you were gonna do
Til you fuck around and get dropped an E when you add an I-N-G
Don't put a K in front of though, when I MC
Cause I'm not the king of this booth
more like a phone booth
Superman in bitch, Kryptonite won't do
It gives me power, I bump the Fat Boys and
Eat rat poison, meteor showers
Fresh outta the hospital
And me not flossing a middle while I hop in a mosh pit'll
Be like Nas gospel or R&B, you crazy
Me pushing up daisies, thought is impossible
As if flashing across the
was caught with a prostitute
With a johnson, boobs and a monstrous tube of lube
And a bra, some boots, some and an aqua blue Mazda
Swallowing a popsicle, tonsil pool
So kill the rumors it happening
I'mma rap 'til I'm fuel