Luyện nghe bài hát Calm Down 3.0

my mic up
my mic up

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

Know when the get down
Sprinkle the ash, get your ass kicked, pow!
Frown while I on your crown
Skip town grounds will appear on the king cow
Do I 'em say 'Wow!', strip, ow, bow
I sit the pound, click, pow
Blow, click, click, pow, pow
Stop traffic dropping them classics, now
I'm making them skip with thou
Art, you don't really want that I growl
Let me come let me come and mop up the knock
I pop off I never stop, cause
What we do? through, you better lock doors (Pause)
The wolves wanna eat, be by lockjaws
No to cook up the coke, you see me chop raw
And if you ain't enough
in the fat fishes of a phenomenal Fahrvergnügen
Fuck is going on? Back the beat and the raps is callous
Bang on another song, I'mma have these nervous
And clipping they and dribbling in wetness
And nibble like sunflower seed shell
See these skills got my weight up heavy like whales
And I shit on 'til the speakers fell into the weed smell
Nigga your fell, see how they Twitter, Facebook, and Instagramming, on email
Talking, I'm sick and I got them shook banging on retail they cripple
See I cook like I'm slanging a sale
And I triple gram and whoop 'em and 'em like females
Oh see well, these niggas already know the way that I fuck shit up, minus the
The case is shut, your bitch remind me of my replacement but kind of an ancient
Her stomach down she was a basement fuck
Swell up this shit like I'm sticking in their gut
So graciously, ungraciously, I wake niggas up
these niggas and attack them like apes in the cut
I'm waiting for the while I break niggas neck like a bracelet, fuck
It's kinda like me a case in the truck and drinking 'til I'm blasted
All ratchet and keeping over 'em blacking
I'm leaving 'em stuck
I got 'em than a child in a park chasing a duck
I'm chasing a buck it's funny, niggas be chasing they luck
I be lacing 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 more fire for me to melt the brake's surface, and the sound
While I light up shit I toss
I worshiping Gods, look around
It's certain 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 than a
Break 'em and they know that it's a
And the way it's going you easily get your ass kicked
See, me and Shady together crazy
Like a bomb and a rabies cake like a pastry bitch (we that sick)
Cause I come Haiti, I'm suggesting you pay me, don't make me wanna spazz
I'm a crazy Israeli, bastards
While I bite the up put the sparker in a heater
I'm your foot off now it's mine and I'm putting my feet up
Back to the and off to the whylin' I'm hoping you protect your child
And I been 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, down nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the left) Ayo, down nigga
(Steady on the right) Ayo, calm nigga
(Steady on the left) em, black out nigga

There's a contagiousness to this tirade
It just make you sick
So irate with my brain is just like a fucking fried egg
Is my mind (Cause I'm lit) Narrow minded
But go through such a range of this emotion
That my rage has squeeze through it sideways
I just pulled up in Clive Davis'
With his memoir saying he's bi
Waving a nine, a picket sign, yanking his ride, making him cry "rape" then naked
And drive straight through the gay pride parade
Cause here I- wait, did the world just pee on my
And should I take it as a sign? I'll take em back in the times (Shady)
out like a sore thumb, so I gave em the finger
To take the attention away from my stinking it was bringing
Changed the whole of the game, but just in case you was thinking
An inkling of replacing the kingpin, you're crazy, wasting your ink then
So if is any indication of what you may be facing
You make a distinction cause you fake imitations
Are leaving a bad taste, fuck making a bad
That's the worst I've ever seen and
Who raps nasally, hazily, rhymes crazily
But sounds like he may some FLO, nasally speaking?
What kind of stupid is that?
Hey Mrs. Abraham
Other than 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 down
See me on a I'm running for class clown
Rich democrat, bitch, so I'm a candidate
To come fuck up the party, me and Flipmode starting a campaign
To have campus on a fucking rampage
Act my age? I am eight, so let's get smashed
And wake up the next day with the room trashed, in Band-Aids
Glass ashtray smashed, splashed on the lampshades
But this ain't up for debate, is undebatable
Shady for president, ho, don't make me go take it to the days of old
Where Sway and Tech when I was taking so much NoDoz and LSD
I almost fell asleep on the wake up
you telling me, fools? I was living shock
Raising hell up in shoes when Penelope was still developing boobs
Me and Bus put it down like a pet
You're fucking with vets dawg, internet bloggers
"I sit in front of my computer all day and on
Everything, I'm an expert on everything, everything sucks, the next song"
Guess if I out your freaking laptop, you idiot prick
With Biggie and kicked the living shit out of you, I'd be dead
Son of God I'm not like a wet log, force never gets clogged
I'm so full of self-esteem that I fog
Yes, yes y'all, on the left, y'all
Step off of it or you get on soft
Bout as commercial as my 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 hearing a world of so
around, jump, jump, get that ass shaking
Jump around, jump, jump, came to hit you a fan favorite
But if you too fly for coach better get them get them arms and freaking hands
Jump Van Halen, and pray for a damn tailwind
More afraid of success I am of failure
So does that tell ya?
on a grand scale I don't give a fuck about nothing
Like Stan mailing his last piece of fan
he ran straight into the damn railing

Chill, man,