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 about to blow
But his came and it was not good
I think it went or double copper wood
So the silly fans they were mislead
By a internet computer hip-hop head
"Me and you, 'Clef, we're gonna some cash
Grab the paint and let's paint my ass"
Hey mister, would ya to bare witness to
The ass-whippin' I'm about to
To ass-kissin' little vaginal blister
Stanabis, Marshall Mathers' sister
And in corner, we have the mister
Not havin' it, it's the mad
Dr. Evil with his bag of for
little antagonist faggot dick-suckin'
Ex-LL Cool J fan from
I'm to murder little Kenny fag Keniff-sta
You bastard I ain't have to diss ya
Canibis, where the you at? I miss ya!

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

Now at first I really understand the shit
Picture me for a and imagine it
in the Bat-Mansion and relaxin'
When all a sudden some bullshit comes across the
Can-i-bitch on some "Stan Lives" shit
It creeped me out at first. Man is sick
For me, being a sick, this conflict
Gets my dick harder arithmetic
And I know how you ones envy
I shoulda knew better from the first few you sent me
The first two letters you tellin' me shit
Like you me, like any other regular MC
The third letter you ask how I ain't return
of the messages at Shady Records you left me
The fourth letter: "Slim, you really startin' to me!"
The letter told me you were comin' to get me
The sixth letter a bomb threat in our building
This crazy really tryin' to kill me!
So I went back and read the first few letters that
shit about a message you left
Oh shit, not an "E" that's an "A"
This dude wants to leave me a "massage," gay!!
Right I'm on the phone with Dr. Dre
We got a bogey! (Marshall I'm on the way)

So in two flat Dre's at my crib
The funny thing is we both know where this kid
And one of us have Canadian citizenship
Shit. Oh Dre, wait a that's it
All we gotta do is use a bit of boost
We can fly the border "Let's go" [WOOSH!]
So we're off to Toronto and gainin' speed
[BOOSH!] (What was that? Oh) Jermaine
Fuck It, keep goin' no to waste
Wait, backup hit him one more time in
.. fuck now he's draggin' under the car
Oh well, only 30 more miles
me and Dre are tryin' to conversate
Just to find a reason for the constant hate
And tryin' to figure out what 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 his regular voice [BOOSH! BOOSH!]
[BOOSH! BOOSH!] (What was that?) Pet Boys
So we pull up to the bridge he last was spotted
His was still movin' but his ass was rotted
He kinda smelled a little Courtney Love
I figure if I stick him a fork he's done
So I stabbed him twice, jabbin', Christ
He won't die, this guy's a battered wife
He's like Kim, he keeps comin' for more
But he won't fight back I his jaw
Hold up, 'Bis quit up!
Punch me in the chest! my shoulders touch!
Do somethin'! At one punchline
C'mon the meter reads 9-9-9-
ty-nine percent of my fans are
'Bis c'mon me man respond!
Tell me 'bout the sun moon and stars
metaphors from Mars!
Raw to the floor, raw like Dogs
Bite another line Redman's song!
Suddenly the from a dead man's arm
a midget reaches out from under the car
It's JD, this motherfucker die neither
Dre starts sprayin' him with cans of
We stomped the bitch and then stopmed the bitch
(Compton!) bitch! Talk some shit again!
Stomp him! (switch feet) him! (switch again!)
Dre he's dead dog, quit kickin him!
I think Stanabis jumped off the bridge (Damn)
He disappeared yo he's he did it again