Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Bitch

Marshall!
Will you tell us a bedtime

we go...

Now once upon a time not ago
There was a little rapper to blow
But his album came and it was not
I think it went lead or copper wood
So the silly little fans they were
By a nerdy internet hip-hop head
"Me and you, 'Clef, we're gonna make some
the silver paint and let's paint my ass"
Hey mister, would ya care to bare to
The I'm about to administer
To this ass-kissin' little blister
Stanabis, little Marshall Mathers'
And in this corner, we have the
Not havin' it, it's the mad
Dr. Evil his bag of tricks for
this little faggot dick-suckin'
Cool J fan from Windsor
I'm 'bout to little Kenny fag Keniff-sta
You I ain't wanna have to diss ya
Canibis, where the fuck you at? I ya!

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

Now at first I ain't really understand the
me for a second and imagine it
Chillin' in the and relaxin'
all a sudden some bullshit comes across the scanners
It's on some "Stan Lives" shit
It me out at first. Man this is sick
For me, being just a sick, conflict
Gets my dick than arithmetic
And I know how you jealous ones
I shoulda better from the first few letters you sent me
The two letters you were tellin' me shit
Like you respect me, like any regular MC
The third letter you ask how come I ain't
None of the messages at Shady Records you me
The fourth letter: "Slim, you startin' to upset me!"
The fifth letter me you were comin' to get me
The sixth letter a bomb threat in our building
This motherfucker's really tryin' to kill me!
So I went back and read the first few that said
shit about a message you left
Oh shit, that's not an "E" an "A"
This wants 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 flat at my crib
The funny thing is we both where this kid lives
And neither one of us have Canadian
Shit. Oh Dre, wait a mintue it
All we gotta do is use a bit of turbo
We can fly the border "Let's go" [WOOSH!]
So off to Toronto and we're 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 thousand miles
me and Dre are tryin' to conversate
Just tryin' to find a for the constant hate
And tryin' to figure out what happened to Propaine'
"He couldn't have fell off that hard" no way
"What happened to the way you was rappin' when you was
Canibus 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 where 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 he's done
So I stabbed him twice, jabbin', Christ
He won't die, this guy's like a battered
He's like Kim, he keeps comin' back for
But he fight back I cracked his jaw
up, 'Bis quit foldin' up!
Punch me in the chest! my shoulders touch!
Do somethin'! At least one
C'mon the meter reads 9-9-9-
ty-nine percent of my are blonde
'Bis answer me man respond!
Tell me 'bout the sun rain and stars
Intergalatical metaphors Mars!
Raw to the floor, raw like Reservoir
Bite another line Redman's song!
Suddenly the stub a dead man's arm
From a 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!) Detroit bitch! some shit again!
him! (switch feet) Stomp him! (switch again!)
Dre alright he's dog, quit kickin him!
I Stanabis jumped off the bridge again (Damn)
He disappeared yo gone he did it again