Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Bitch

Marshall!
Will you tell us a bedtime

we go...

Now once upon a not long ago
There was a little rapper about to
But his album and it was not good
I it went lead or double copper wood
So the silly little fans they mislead
By a nerdy internet computer head
"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 ass-whippin' I'm about to
To ass-kissin' little vaginal blister
Stanabis, little Mathers' sister
And in this corner, we the mister
Not havin' it, the mad sinister
Dr. Evil his bag of tricks for
this little antagonist faggot
Ex-LL Cool J fan Windsor
I'm 'bout to murder Kenny fag Keniff-sta
You I ain't wanna have to diss ya
Canibis, where the you at? I miss ya!

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

Now at first I really understand the shit
Picture me for a second and it
Chillin' in the and relaxin'
When all a sudden bullshit comes across the scanners
It's Can-i-bitch on "Stan Lives" shit
It creeped me out at first. Man this is
For me, being just a sick, this
Gets my dick harder arithmetic
And I know how you jealous ones
I shoulda knew from the first few letters you sent me
The first two letters you tellin' me shit
you respect me, like any other regular MC
The third letter you ask how come I ain't
None of the at Shady Records you left me
The fourth letter: "Slim, you really startin' to me!"
The fifth letter me you were comin' to get me
The sixth there's a bomb threat in our building
crazy motherfucker's really tryin' to kill me!
So I went and read the first few letters that said
Some shit a message you left
Oh shit, that's not an "E" an "A"
dude 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 Dre's at my
The funny is we both know where this kid lives
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 and we're gainin' speed
[BOOSH!] (What was that? Oh) Jermaine
Fuck It, keep goin' no to waste
Wait, hit him one more time in case
Okay .. fuck now he's 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 tryin' to figure out what to 'Germaine Propaine'
"He couldn't have off that hard" Ain't no way
"What happened to the way you was rappin' when you was
That Canibus into a television evangelist"
Plus he raps with his regular [BOOSH! BOOSH!]
[BOOSH! BOOSH!] (What was that?) Pet Shop
So we up to the bridge where he last was spotted
His was still movin' but his ass was rotted
He kinda smelled a little like Love
I figure if I him with a fork he's done
So I him twice, kept jabbin', Christ
He won't die, this guy's like a battered
He's like Kim, he comin' back for more
But he won't fight I cracked his jaw
Hold up, quit foldin' up!
Punch me in the chest! Make my touch!
Do somethin'! At least one
C'mon the meter reads 9-9-9-
ty-nine of my fans are blonde
'Bis c'mon me man respond!
Tell me 'bout the sun rain moon and
metaphors from Mars!
Raw to the floor, raw Reservoir Dogs
Bite another line from song!
the stub from a dead man's arm
From a midget reaches out under the car
JD, this motherfucker won't die neither
Dre starts sprayin' him cans of ether
We stomped the bitch and then stopmed the again
(Compton!) Detroit bitch! Talk some again!
him! (switch feet) Stomp him! (switch again!)
Dre alright dead dog, quit kickin him!
I think Stanabis jumped off the bridge (Damn)
He disappeared yo he's he did it again