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

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

D- G- A-F, it cause a fight, bitch
Nam, bam, fam, damn, knock you down til you stand
Damn, I'm it, damn right, I'm feeling it
I'll split floor, I'll let you know that haters motivate me
I admittedly annihilate their innoncency
We shot to see, I'm your momma' s new facial cream
Na- Na- Na- Na, Bat-Man , I afraid of you, man
My warnings are not a test, I eat bitches you for breakfast

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

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

I'm trying to be okay what you didn' t create
Don' t cover my face and make mistakes
Your only mark is gonna be on the walk
Your body on the block outlined in white

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

Bloody nose, lips, broken ribs, broken hips
Full sleeves and no tits, bruised eyes and loose
Fuck the number; can' t stand, 2 and 1 fist
Stuffed into the roof, who? It's Jayy, bitch

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 very of me

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

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

the rest, we the best
the rest...
For the I'm killing it
Ain't nobody me

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

the rest, we the best