Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Bitch

Marshall!
Will you tell us a bedtime

we go...

Now upon a time not long ago
was a little rapper about to blow
But his album and it was not good
I think it went lead or double wood
So the silly fans they were mislead
By a nerdy computer hip-hop head
"Me and you, 'Clef, gonna make some cash
Grab the silver paint and let's my ass"
Hey mister, would ya care to bare 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. with his bag of tricks for
this little antagonist dick-suckin'
Ex-LL Cool J fan from
I'm 'bout to little Kenny fag Keniff-sta
You bastard I wanna have to diss ya
Canibis, where the fuck you at? I ya!

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

Now at I ain't really 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 Can-i-bitch on "Stan Lives" shit
It creeped me out at first. Man this is
For me, being just a sick, conflict
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 were me shit
Like you respect me, like any other MC
The third you ask how come I ain't return
None of the messages at 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 there's a threat in our building
This crazy motherfucker's really tryin' to me!
So I went back and read the few letters that said
Some shit a message you left
Oh shit, not an "E" that's an "A"
This dude wants to me a "massage," he's gay!!
Right 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 this kid
And neither one of us have Canadian
Shit. Oh Dre, wait a mintue 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 gainin' speed
[BOOSH!] (What was that? Oh) Dupri
Fuck It, goin' no time to waste
Wait, backup hit him one more time in
Okay .. fuck now draggin' under the car
Oh well, only 30 more thousand
Meanwhile me and Dre are tryin' to
Just tryin' to find a reason for the hate
And tryin' to figure out happened to 'Germaine Propaine'
"He couldn't have fell off hard" Ain't no way
"What happened to the way you was rappin' you was scandalous
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 bridge he last was spotted
His corpse was movin' but his ass was rotted
He kinda a little like Courtney Love
I figure if I him with a fork he's done
So I stabbed him twice, kept jabbin',
He won't die, this like a battered wife
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 percent of my fans are
'Bis 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, motherfucker won't die neither
Dre starts sprayin' him cans of ether
We stomped the bitch and then stopmed the bitch
(Compton!) Detroit bitch! some shit again!
Stomp him! (switch feet) him! (switch again!)
Dre alright he's dog, quit kickin him!
I think Stanabis jumped off the again (Damn)
He yo he's gone he did it again