Luyện nghe bài hát Busa Rhyme

Shady
Slim
Shady

Well, I do pop pills, I keep my tube filled
And pop the same shit got Tupac killed
Spit game to hoes, like a soap opera episode
And punch a in the nose, till her whole face explodes

There's three I hate, girls, women and bitches
I'm that vicious to walk up and midgets
They call me Boogie Night, the stalker walks awkward
Stick figure a dick bigger than Mark Wahlberg

Comin' through the airport, sluggish, on crutches
Hit a fuckin' luggage
like a dream, I can't snap out, I black out, I back out
I'm for someone [incomprehensible] to beat the crap out

I'm bringin' you rap two middle fingers
I flip you off in French, then translate in
Then I'ma vanish off the face of the planet and come
Speakin' so much Spanish, Pun even understand it

Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy? Slim
Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy? motherfuckin' Shady
Won't you busa rhyme for me, Slim Shady
Won't you rhyme for me, boy?

I had a attitude, started off staticky
Mad at you, had you mad at me
I'm not a commodity, I'm an
Who enough developed himself a Halloween following

It's so big, if I counted up all the freaks who me
I'd probably owe Ozzy Osbourne an
College girls in an alcoholic's world
of earl, head twirls every time the toilet swirls

Covered in throw-up and I to grow up
I budge, I still tell a grown-up to shut up
I made this rap game suspenseful 'cause now I got a
To give you insults with a pencil

And waste the paper on you, choppin' the oakwood
'Cause everything that you wrote in notebook was no good
And as long as I stay in the studio and keep
You are puttin' your words together for nuttin'

Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy? Shady
Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy? motherfuckin' Shady
you busa rhyme for me, boy? Slim Shady
Won't you busa for me, boy?

Turn the music up, we wake the neighbors
We gon' get high, we gon' roll to
Me and Slim Shady, on shit daily
What you What you got? Is it hot? Is it hot?

Turn the up, we gon' wake the neighbors
We gon' get high, we gon' roll to
Me and Slim Shady, on some shit
What you What you want?

A person another planet
Might with you
if you want my opinion
It comes from here on Earth

Slim Shady,
Timbaland, Shady

I'm and suicidal with no friends
Holdin' a gun with no handle, just a barrel at ends
Sprayin' tecs at you until you see your fuckin'
With the bullet holes and the exit wounds next to you

mad dog, foamin' at the mouth
Fuck mouth, my whole house is foamin' at the
Jumped out of the ninety-third floor of a
And shot window out on the way down to the ground

up to a hospital staff, got up and laughed
Chopped 'em in half, suffocated the mask
Shit if I get any higher, I'ma get the East and beefin' again
Slide back to Detroit and stand in the

Y'all better call the police 'fore I kill this
shoot Missy, get back
Uhh, put you all in the line
Uhh, and I'ma watch you die

Yo mommy, mommy, Missy lost her mind
I think somebody done pissed her off this
Yo, I'ma have to bust you through chest and
Uhh, you will have to clean up the

rainin', rainin' and it's pourin' loud
Never fear, 'cause pissy Missy's the crowd
Uhh, I the gats go cha-pow
Who shot me dammit? get down

Don't walk when I talk, I never talk I smile
Lay 'em on down, like lived underground
For the sound that me and Timbaland, we
Get your ass later or get your ass kicked now

Uhh, one, two
Misdemeanor, Slim
Timbaland,
Uhh, uhh, uhh
Cool, cool,
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