Luyện nghe bài hát F*** The Rest, We The Best

Smelling blood, chopping hoes, I'm bring it lock and load
there, I'm Dr. Evil, got more tricks than Evil Knievel
Shark attack, who's back? It's Vanity, now lick my sack
Not afraid; not to change, I it real so rock the stage
I should come a warning label, piss me off, I become unstable
Steel cage; Undertaker, throw you down 50 tables
Bang, bang, shot you down, go Uma Thurma up in this
Revenge is best served cold, taking it back, we'll be wish

D- G- A-F, Learn it cause a fight,
Nam, bam, fam, damn, knock you til you can't stand
Damn, I'm killing it, right, I'm feeling it
I'll split this floor, I'll let you know that haters me
I admittedly will annihilate their
We shot ahead to see, I'm your momma' s new facial
Na- Na- Na- Na, Bat-Man , I ain't of you, man
My warnings are not a test, I eat like you for breakfast

Fuck the rest, we the
the rest...
For the I'm killing it
Ain't stopping me

Fuck the rest, we the
the rest...
Undefeated; top
Ain't stopping us

I'm trying to be okay with what you t create
Don' t cover my and make stupid mistakes
Your only mark is be on the side walk
Your body on the block outlined in chalk

You better learn to crawl you can walk
I'm at you fast, I'm just having a mock
See how far you get the cell block
You think you're hardcore, it' s just drawn on by the

Bloody nose, busted lips, broken ribs, hips
Full and no tits, bruised eyes and loose clits
Fuck the can' t stand, 2 dicks and 1 fist
into the roof, guess who? It's Jayy, bitch

Fuck the rest, we the
the rest...
For the win; I'm it
nobody stopping me

Fuck the rest, we the
the rest...
S- G- T-C
Til the very of me

Stick it to you the middle finger,
Beat ass on Jerry Springer
What the fuck do you about this?
What the fuck, can't handle my
I cut my self and to death,
Got girlfriend on my dick and neck
Yes, yes on the bed, deal, hold and slam

Fuck you til you feel,
is how we keep it real
I'm gonna Kanye, Swift your ass,
you like you're a bag of grass
I'm gonna p- p- poke face,
Leave you with my sweet taste
I had to do the gaga-rama, bama, oh oh

Fuck the rest, we the
the rest...
For the win; I'm it
Ain't nobody me

the rest, we the best
the rest...
S- G- T-C
Til the death of me

the rest, we the best