Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Bitch

Marshall!
Will you tell us a bedtime

we go...

Now upon a time not long ago
There was a little about to blow
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 computer hip-hop
"Me and you, 'Clef, gonna make some cash
Grab the paint and let's paint my ass"
Hey mister, would ya care to witness to
The I'm about to administer
To this ass-kissin' little vaginal
Stanabis, Marshall Mathers' sister
And in this corner, we have the
Not it, it's the mad sinister
Dr. Evil with his bag of for
this little antagonist faggot
Ex-LL Cool J fan Windsor
I'm 'bout to little Kenny fag Keniff-sta
You bastard I wanna have to diss ya
Canibis, the fuck you at? I miss ya!

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

Now at first I ain't really the shit
me for a second and imagine it
Chillin' in the and relaxin'
When all a sudden some bullshit across the scanners
Can-i-bitch on some "Stan Lives" shit
It creeped me out at first. Man this is
For me, just a sick, this conflict
Gets my dick harder than
And I how you jealous ones envy
I shoulda knew better from the few letters you sent me
The first two letters you were me shit
Like you respect me, like any regular MC
The third you ask how come I ain't return
None of the messages at Shady Records you me
The fourth letter: "Slim, you really to upset me!"
The letter told me you were comin' to get me
The sixth letter there's a bomb threat in our
This crazy motherfucker's tryin' to kill me!
So I back and read the first few letters that said
Some shit about a message you
Oh shit, not an "E" that's an "A"
This dude to leave me a "massage," he's gay!!
away I'm on the phone with 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 one of us have Canadian citizenship
Shit. Oh Dre, a mintue that's it
All we do is use a bit of turbo boost
We can fly the border "Let's go" [WOOSH!]
So we're off to Toronto and we're speed
[BOOSH!] (What was that? Oh) Jermaine
It, keep goin' no time to waste
Wait, backup hit him one time in case
Okay .. now he's draggin' under the car
Oh well, 30 more thousand miles
Meanwhile me and Dre are to conversate
tryin' to find a reason for the constant hate
And to figure out what happened to 'Germaine Propaine'
"He couldn't fell off that hard" Ain't no way
"What happened to the way you was rappin' when you was
That turned into a television evangelist"
Plus he raps his regular voice [BOOSH! BOOSH!]
[BOOSH! BOOSH!] (What was that?) Pet Shop
So we pull up to the bridge he last was spotted
His corpse was still movin' but his ass was
He kinda a little like Courtney Love
I figure if I stick him with a fork he's
So I stabbed him twice, kept jabbin',
He won't die, this guy's like a wife
He's like Kim, he keeps back for more
But he fight back I cracked his jaw
up, 'Bis quit foldin' up!
Punch me in the chest! Make my touch!
Do somethin'! At least one
C'mon till the meter 9-9-9-
ty-nine of my fans are blonde
c'mon answer me man respond!
Tell me the sun rain moon and stars
Intergalatical metaphors Mars!
Raw to the floor, raw Reservoir Dogs
Bite another line from song!
Suddenly the from a dead man's arm
From a midget reaches out from the car
It's JD, this motherfucker die neither
Dre sprayin' him with 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 he's dead dog, quit kickin him!
I think Stanabis jumped off the bridge (Damn)
He yo he's gone he did it again