Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Bitch

Marshall!
Will you tell us a story?

we go...

Now once upon a not long ago
There was a little rapper about to
But his album came and it was not
I think it went lead or double wood
So the silly fans they were mislead
By a nerdy internet hip-hop head
"Me and you, 'Clef, gonna make some cash
the silver paint and let's paint my ass"
Hey mister, would ya to bare witness to
The ass-whippin' I'm about to
To this ass-kissin' vaginal blister
Stanabis, little Marshall sister
And in corner, we have the mister
Not it, it's the mad sinister
Dr. with his bag of tricks for
this antagonist faggot dick-suckin'
Cool J fan from Windsor
I'm to murder little Kenny fag Keniff-sta
You bastard I ain't have to diss ya
Canibis, the fuck you at? I miss ya!

Can-i-bitch, oh
for art thou Can-i-bitch?
Please tell me what happened
That that you were rappin' with
Can-i-bitch, oh
Are you from Los
New or just a janitor
From Oh Can-i-bitch

Now at first I ain't understand the shit
Picture me for a second and it
in the Bat-Mansion and relaxin'
When all a some bullshit comes across the scanners
It's on some "Stan Lives" shit
It creeped me out at first. Man is sick
For me, being just a sick, conflict
Gets my harder than arithmetic
And I know how you jealous ones
I shoulda knew better the first few letters you sent me
The two letters you were tellin' me shit
Like you me, like any other regular MC
The third letter you ask how come I ain't
None of the messages at Shady you left me
The fourth "Slim, you really startin' to upset me!"
The fifth letter told me you were to get me
The sixth letter there's a bomb in our building
This crazy motherfucker's really to kill me!
So I went back and read the first few that said
Some shit a message you left
Oh shit, that's not an "E" an "A"
This dude to leave me a "massage," he's gay!!
Right away I'm on the phone Dr. Dre
We got a bogey! (Marshall I'm on the way)

So in two seconds Dre's at my crib
The funny thing is we both know where kid lives
And neither one of us have citizenship
Shit. Oh Dre, wait a mintue it
All we gotta do is use a bit of turbo
We can fly over the "Let's go" [WOOSH!]
So we're off to Toronto and we're speed
[BOOSH!] (What was that? Oh) Dupri
Fuck It, keep goin' no to waste
Wait, backup hit him one more time in
Okay .. fuck now he's draggin' the car
Oh well, 30 more thousand miles
me and Dre are tryin' to conversate
Just tryin' to find a reason for the hate
And to figure out what happened to 'Germaine Propaine'
"He couldn't have fell off hard" Ain't no way
"What happened to the way you was rappin' when you was
That Canibus turned a television evangelist"
Plus he raps with his voice [BOOSH! BOOSH!]
[BOOSH! BOOSH!] (What was that?) Pet Boys
So we pull up to the bridge where he last was
His was still movin' but his ass was rotted
He kinda smelled a little like Love
I figure if I stick him with a fork done
So I stabbed him twice, kept jabbin',
He won't die, this guy's like a battered
He's like Kim, he keeps comin' back for
But he won't fight back I his jaw
up, 'Bis quit foldin' up!
Punch me in the chest! Make my touch!
Do somethin'! At one punchline
C'mon till the reads 9-9-9-
ty-nine of my fans are blonde
c'mon answer me man respond!
Tell me 'bout the sun moon and stars
metaphors from Mars!
Raw to the floor, raw like Reservoir
Bite another line from song!
Suddenly the from a dead man's arm
a midget reaches out from under the car
It's JD, this won't die neither
Dre starts sprayin' him cans of ether
We stomped the bitch and then stopmed the again
(Compton!) Detroit bitch! some shit again!
him! (switch feet) Stomp him! (switch again!)
Dre alright he's dog, quit kickin him!
I think Stanabis jumped off the bridge (Damn)
He disappeared yo gone he did it again