Luyện nghe bài hát BET Shady 2.0 Cypher

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

[Verse 1:
Put these muthafuckas in a box and I send em
Put em in a 'llac 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 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 get em awake
I spoon feed em a
In a room of deceivers and clowns
Who believe in it rain cause all they see is the clouds
And I watch the couch of the VIP like a potato
With a bunch of meatheads, fuck it
I'll feed em a cow
Plenty of White boys to pick from year
But before you pick a pepper, you pick up your heater
Cause Peter Piper could pick up a mic
But what it's like to pick a with me
Is like Nikes 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, 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 hip-hop's foster child, now check it
Don't blame for being trash, fans are copping it
The radio's the crime scene, the are the hostages
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 storm
Snipe 'em from a distance: the scope got a zoom
You Super thugs is in the wrong room
Gotta figure here, you won't get if you on shrooms
If it was left to me, I'd revive what the be 'bout
I'd 've the wine outta Amy house
Enough raps from you scrub cats bout cockin' a snub
Wayne couldn't me how to love that
But I got chick from uptown, she my summer bunny
Both parents broke, but she come money
Think my bread is her to burn
So I lock her out, and now she David is Stern
She's so bad, I make her hit the telly from a
dead her in the Holiday Inn, learned that from Max B
That's why the haters envy, kinda wanna send me
I made it right their eyes like I was Benihanas
Is it me or is what I'm hearing pitiful
the same, now the stereo's typical
My skin's thick so the ignored
So unafraid to die, you'd think I did it
The boy's Rodman with the trash
Magic or Walt with the black
Way I off the asphalt with cat paws
Glass jaw, Hood of mask will be the Blackfoot with no passport
be found in a mansion in one of my trapdoors
If punks had award you 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

[Verse 3: I]
I spot a victim, the plot'll when the clock is ticking
I caught him slipping, I gotta give him a
I hit him with proper spitting, hottest writtens and
So competition's a somebody mention they got a Crooked
Highly fiction we probably different, got Gotti
Opposition, body 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, I'll ya
My mind so deadly it's just like the is close to a holster
It's over, control my whole coastal
I'm supposed to, flow is going postal even
Open season, close to freezing
as Eazy nigga, approach, I'm squeezing believe me
Dopest Westcoaster so most ya hope I'm vegan
Nope I'm beefing need to keep it trill
Give me a to kill
Too many people still sleeping pills
People sleeping on my skills
And y'all even real, you bout to die in this cypher
Before you die you do the Jada and leave a Will

4: Joell Ortiz]
I a rap dude, I'm a dude who rap
Before this, I was moving
Killers y'all become when rhyme, I salute and dap
And if I blink, remove your snaps
You cool, you wack with your foolish act
jeans don't mean your ass shoot, it means your booty claps
Don't play like Tyler
This the Slaughterhouse of
brown, tight and heavy
When it to 16's, I'm a fiend
Seen in the near a needle with a mean lean
Probably writing bars to Nas' Thief's Theme my Yaowa on
Man, all these Olajuwons, we the team
This is an all day
fiending for us to break like Beyonce's water
The quarters doing all the eating
And y'all gotta know why I made the cut, I'm Rican
keep the fire ready
And put me out's like 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 Phantom, your suicide note
Hi Rihanna...is living with you
Let me know so I can buy and telescopes
Hi Rihanna...I need to know you better
You tell me you love my 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 through
Don't ask me nothing 'bout Budden, I my girl too
You ask me why do I her, I say it's cheaper to
That's why I ride around in a like Wiz Khalifa do
I'm your daddy, I tell you straight as this
You don't kill but your will like Jayden Smith
I tell you like I my Spanish chick
You fly, but I ain't down on no landing strip
So get wax on like Daniel San
Or I'mma have to run like De la Hoya in drag cameras come
Point out the greatest alive I head shot 'em
Smack his girl on the butt and buy her some red
Bring every rapper back to see his wife
While I'm cyber-sexing with Jessica Alba via
I'm on my D-boy, Deebo
steelo swing like Cee-Lo Green
Get out the camera with yo B bling
You your flow is wack
We the market like a Wal-Mart in a cul-de-sac
Yeah, this is what two singles sold and an album that's gold
Look like having to sell your soul

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

You're about to see peace destroyed, it'll never be
When I unleash these beastly on your CD stores
Wanna stop it: you gon' need a priest, at least three
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 that'll eat these floors
Eat a hole in a rhyme book, you see horns
And as for me you ask when I'm gone, he be mourned
..is puke warm, should Casey Anthony do porn
Can that chick fit a new born baby inside a fricking shoebox
With a
in chloroform so she can go get her groove on
Can she duct tape and Velcro a
Joell, yo Joe I need his
Empty box from his old toed Adidas
So I can put these babies in the fetal
They're getting to the penis
Yeah big
I took some kids Big Wheel and spit in his frickin big kids meal
Quit bite me and pinch you wench sit still
Did you just put your six inch through my Benz windshield
Is it dust we to kick up
Can Yelawolf fit a of rum in a big cup
Between his stick shift in his pickup
And drink like a hick hillbilly will til he gets hicc-ups
the script up like Mike Vick
Getting bit in his by a Pit, yup I'm a sick pup
I'd be a horrible magician I'll fuck a trick up
Fix your lips up to say fly, or zip up
A B, let's C, you you were gonna do X-Y-Z
Til you fuck around and get dropped like an E 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 bump the Fat and
Eat rat poison, take meteor
Fresh the mental hospital
And me not flossing a middle finger 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 the news
Posdnuos was caught with a
With a huge johnson, and a monstrous tube of lube
And a bra, boots, some panties and an aqua blue Mazda
a popsicle, playing tonsil pool
So kill the rumors it ain't
I'mma rap 'til I'm fossil