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

1: Yelawolf]
Put these muthafuckas in a box and I em away
Put em in a 'llac and pop the trunk
And throw em in the back, ha, dig em a grave
Put a inside that Xerox when I print up a page
keys I can relate, cause I live in the cage
I throw up the A, I take em to
I give a grade
An easy E for effort, WWA
with an attitude
Alphabet soup is on my
All I got is Z's they on me
I can't get em
I feed em a sound
In a room full of and clowns
Who believe in it rain cause all they see is the clouds
And I watch from the of the VIP like a potato
With a bunch of meatheads, like it
I'll feed em a cow
Plenty of White to pick from this year
But you pick a pepper, you better pick up your heater
Cause even Piper could pick up a mic
But what it's like to a fight with me
Is like putting on a cheetah, better speed up
Or at in my case Adidas
I'm out this bitch, drinking by the two-liter

Shady

2: Joe Budden]
Say I'm from the new school, I'mma say check tone and watch your mouth
If they teaching how to Dougie, I'm dropping out
Forced to wild, y'all birthed me then me up
I just perfected being hip-hop's foster child, now it
Don't blame for being trash, fans are copping it
The radio's the crime scene, the masses are the
In my I'd throw shots, the fad was dodging it
I'm I ain't watching the throne, I'm sabotaging it
You see that monster in the storm looms
Snipe 'em from a distance: the scope got a long
You Super thugs is in the wrong room
figure here, you won't get bigger if you on shrooms
If it was left to me, I'd revive what the be 'bout
I'd 've took the wine outta Amy
Enough raps from you scrub bout cockin' a snub back
Wayne teach me how to love that
But I got chick from uptown, she my summer bunny
Both parents broke, but she come from
Think my bread is her to burn
So I her out, and now she doubt David is Stern
so bad, I make her hit the telly from a taxi
Then her in the Holiday Inn, learned that from Max B
why the haters envy, kinda wanna send me llamas
I made it right before their eyes like I was
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 with the trash talk
Magic or Walt with the black
Way I off the asphalt with cat paws
Glass jaw, Hood of your mask will be the with no passport
Body be in a mansion in one of my trapdoors
If punks had you status whores categore
Probably be that of awards Michael Rappaport and Kenny Latimore
I know hip-hop's alive and
If it died, you other crews wouldn't survive the

[Verse 3: 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, hottest and compositions
So competition's a somebody mention they got a Crooked
Highly fiction we probably different, got henchmen
Opposition, I'll quick as Bugatti engines
I'm on a mission to get richer, the lyric-kicker
Digging a for different spitters
lyricists get disfigured
Sip liquor, like a sick mixture
Of Notorious, Pun and L, get the big
The poster, I'll ya
My mind so deadly it's just like the is close to a holster
It's over, control my whole region
Like I'm supposed to, flow is going postal
Open season, heart close to
Ruthless as Eazy nigga, approach, I'm believe me
Dopest Westcoaster breathing so most ya hope I'm
Nope I'm beefing need to keep it trill
Give me a to kill
Too many people still sleeping pills
sleeping on my ether skills
And y'all even real, you bout to die in this cypher
Before you die you should do the and leave a Will

[Verse 4: Ortiz]
I a rap dude, I'm a dude who rap
Before this, I was crack
Killers y'all become when y'all rhyme, I and dap
And if I blink, they'll your snaps
You cool, you wack with your foolish act
Skinny jeans don't mean your ass shoot, it means booty claps
play like Tyler Perry
This the Slaughterhouse of
Flow brown, and heavy
it come to 16's, I'm a fiend
Seen in the studio near a needle with a lean
Probably writing bars to Nas' Thief's Theme getting my on
Man, all these Olajuwons, we the team
This is an all day
They fiending for us to break like Beyonce's
The quarters doing all the eating
And y'all gotta know why I made the cut, I'm Puerto
keep the fire ready
And tryna put me out's like steal a transvestite from Eddie

[Verse 5: Da 5'9"]
I'm do or die dope, and you can make the sticker
On the door of Phantom, your suicide note
Hi Rihanna...is living with 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 I prefer to see the world through
Don't ask me 'bout Budden, I beat my girl too
You ask me why do I her, I say it's cheaper to
That's why I ride around in a Rolls Wiz Khalifa do
Rappers I'm your daddy, I tell you straight as
You don't but your father will like Jayden Smith
I tell you like I tell my Spanish
You fly, but I ain't going down on no landing
So get your wax on like San
Or I'mma have to run like De la in drag when cameras come
Point out the rapper alive I head shot 'em
his girl on the butt and buy her some red bottom
Bring every deceased back to see his wife
While I'm cyber-sexing Jessica Alba via Skype
I'm on my D-boy, Deebo
Spiritual steelo swing like Cee-Lo
Get out the with yo B Roll bling
You know your is wack
We cornered the market like a in a cul-de-sac
Yeah, this is what two million singles sold and an that's gold
Look like without having to sell your

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

You're to see peace destroyed, it'll never be restored
When I unleash these beastly hordes on your CD
Wanna stop it: you gon' a priest, at least three swords
A license to ill from the Boys, three Ouija boards
A squeegee and be warned, don't ask what the squeegee's for
Or the holy water, acid raps that'll eat floors
Eat a hole in a rhyme book, you see horns
And as for me you ask I'm gone, will he be mourned
..is luke warm, should Casey Anthony do porn
Can that chick fit a new born baby inside a fricking shoebox
With a
Smothered in so she can go get her groove on
Can she duct tape and a fetus
Joell, yo Joe I need his
Empty box from his old shell Adidas
So I can put babies in the fetal position
They're elbows to the penis
Yeah big
I took some little Big Wheel and spit in his frickin big kids meal
tryna bite me and pinch you wench sit still
Did you just put your six inch heel through my windshield
Is it we bout to kick up
Can Yelawolf fit a of rum in a big cup
Between his stick in his frigging pickup
And drink like a hick redneck will til he gets hicc-ups
Flipping the up like Mike Vick
Getting bit in his junk by a Pit, yup I'm a 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 you were gonna do X-Y-Z
Til you fuck and get dropped like an E when you add an I-N-G
Don't put a K in front of that though, I MC
Cause I'm not the king of this microphone
It's like a phone booth
Superman in this bitch, Kryptonite do
It gives me more power, I the Fat Boys and
Eat rat poison, meteor showers
outta the mental hospital
And me not flossing a middle finger while I hop in a pit'll
Be like Nas doing or R&B, you crazy
Me pushing up daisies, that thought is
As if flashing the news
Posdnuos was caught with a
With a huge johnson, boobs and a monstrous of lube
And a bra, some boots, some panties and an blue Mazda
Swallowing a popsicle, tonsil pool
So kill the rumors it happening
I'mma rap 'til I'm fuel