Luyện nghe bài hát Calm Down 3.0

my mic up
my mic up

(Steady on the right) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the left) Fuck it, niggas!
Oh my

Know the cats get down
Sprinkle the ash, you'll get ass kicked, pow!
Frown while I shit on crown
Skip town will appear on the king cash cow
Do I 'em say 'Wow!', strip, ow, bow
I sit the pound, click, pow
Blow, click, click, pow, pow
Stop dropping them classics, flip now
Bitches I'm making skip with thou
Art, you don't want that when I growl
Let me come let me come and mop up the offs
I pop off I never stop, cause
What we do? Come through, you lock doors (Pause)
The wolves eat, be by they lockjaws
No need to cook up the coke, you see me raw
And if you have enough
What in the fat of a phenomenal Fahrvergnügen
Fuck is going on? Back with the and the raps is callous
Bang on song, I'mma have these niggas nervous
And clipping they nails and dribbling in
And them like sunflower seed shell
See these skills got my weight up heavy like whales
And I shit on Ishamels the speakers fell into the weed smell
Nigga your tree fell, see how they Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, on
Talking, I'm sick and I got them shook on retail until they cripple
See I like I'm slanging a weed sale
And I triple gram and whoop 'em and drag 'em like
Oh see well, these niggas already know the way I fuck shit up, minus the details
The case is shut, your bitch remind me of my replacement but kind of an ancient
Her stomach down like she was a basement
Swell up shit like I'm sticking sticks in their gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I painfully wake up
Ragdolling niggas and attack them like apes in the cut
I'm for the taking while I break niggas neck like a bracelet, fuck
It's kinda like me having a case in the and drinking 'til I'm blasted
All ratchet and racing keeping 'em blacking
Until I'm 'em stuck
I got 'em happier than a child in a park chasing a
When I'm chasing a buck it's funny, niggas be chasing luck
I be them up like boots when I'm pushing they face in the mud (ahh)
I fling while I spit live wire, 'til this shit circling back around
With fire for me to melt the brake's surface, and back the sound
While I light up shit I toss
I quit worshiping Gods, look
It's this shit splatters click paint that'll make 'em scatter
Shameful the way I shatter, split shit apart it doesn't (rip)
Your head up off your shoulders, bullets bigger a boulder
Break 'em and they know that it's a
And the way it's you could easily get your ass kicked
See, me and Shady together crazy
baking a bomb and a rabies cake like a pastry bitch (we that sick)
Cause I from Haiti, I'm suggesting you pay me, don't make me wanna spazz
Like I'm a crazy Israeli,
While I bite the beat up put the sparker in a
I'm your foot off now it's mine and I'm putting my feet up
Back to the hood and off to the whylin' I'm hoping you your child
And I blacking out so long niggas is asking if the hook has died, naw
But the is fried

(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm down
(Steady on the right) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the left) Fuck em, out nigga

There's a light to this tirade
It just might you sick
So irate with this my brain is just like a fucking egg
Is my mind scrambled? (Cause I'm lit) minded
But go through such a range of this emotion
That my rage has squeeze through it sideways
I just pulled up in Clive driveway
With his personal saying he's bi
a nine, a picket sign, yanking his ride, making him cry "rape" then arrive naked
And drive straight through the gay parade Yippee-Ki-Yay
Cause here I- wait, did the world pee on my leg?
And should I take it as a sign? Maybe take em back in the times (Shady)
Stuck out a sore thumb, so I gave em the finger
To take the attention away from my stinking it was bringing
Changed the whole complexion of the game, but just in case you was
An inkling of replacing the kingpin, crazy, you're wasting your ink then
So if this is any of what you may be facing
You better a distinction cause you fake imitations
Are leaving a bad taste, fuck making a bad
That's the impersonation I've ever seen and
Who nasally, eyes hazily, rhymes crazily
But sounds like he may need some FLO, speaking?
What of stupid question is that?
Hey Mrs. Lincoln
than your husband's fucking brains that were leaking, how'd you think that play was this weekend?
You ain't the real Slim Shady, sit your ass faggot
See me on a ballot? I'm running for clown
democrat, bitch, so I'm just a candidate
To come fuck up the whole party, me and starting a campaign
To have every campus on a rampage
Act my goddamn I am eight, so let's get smashed
And wake up the next day with the room trashed, covered in
Glass ashtray smashed, champagne on the lampshades
But ain't up for debate, this is undebatable
Shady for president, ho, don't make me go take it back to the of old
Where Sway and Tech radio I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD
I almost fell asleep on the wake up
Fuck you telling me, fools? I was shock
hell up in shoes when Penelope Cruz was still developing boobs
Me and Bus put it like a sick pet
You're with vets dawg, fucking internet bloggers
"I sit in of my computer all day and comment on
Everything, I'm an expert on everything, everything sucks, play the song"
Guess if I hopped out freaking laptop, you idiot prick
With and kicked the living shit out of you, I'd be dead wrong
Son of God I'm not like a wet log, force never gets clogged
I'm so full of self-esteem I sweat fog
Yes, yes y'all, on the left, y'all
off of it or you get stepped on soft
Bout as as my fucking leo jet
Jealously'll get you as green as a Pet
I can see you're visibly upset, dawg
Alert, alert, girl,
Once you went into the house of pain a world of hurt so
Jump around, jump, jump, get that ass
Jump around, jump, jump, to hit you with a fan favorite
But if you too fly for coach better get them get them arms and freaking flailing
Jump Van Halen, and pray for a damn tailwind
afraid of success than I am of failure
So what does that ya?
That on a scale I don't give a fuck about nothing
Like Stan mailing his last piece of fan
Before he ran straight the damn railing

Chill, man,