Luyện nghe bài hát Get Ready

Yo. yo! (* hachs up spit *)
Mic check. (My dick!)
Testing. one, two (* Eminem on mic *)
Ffff-fuck. (My dick!) My nuts.

My attitude is worse than was
I'll battle you stupid shit and diss people
who have shit to do with it, like Cool J does (My tattoo!)
You see me standin outside of buildin; screamin,
"Puffy is good, (HEY!) but Shady is for the children!" (WAIT!)
I look at my life in a new light -- it
Give me two mics; I write songs for me -- what you like
You're probably hear me rap half-hearted; cause I don't like rap
I'm just tryin to get my porno career
Every place and event. +Been There, That+
Shit, Dre me in a suitcase when he went
(* zipper sound *) "Come on, go!"
Want a deal? Study 5 chapters
Lesson One: Throw as hard as you can at signed rappers
Lesson Face em and diss em (whattup dog?)
Don't em a demo; kidnap em (I want you to come with me)
and em come to your basement and listen
(you're gonna fuckin this out)
Lesson Three: Get a job at a label; demos with Canibus
and put yours on the owner's (here listen!)
Lesson Four: you heard this before'
"Hey let me get number; I'll call you tomorrow, for sure!"
Don't act like a fan -- you wanna get
Get the whitest A&R you can
Pull him and rap as wack as you can
Lesson Five: Get a hook-up at
Dress up like I.C.P. and have come see you perform live
And that's the key, but when you see me on the street; I
givin you shit - don't even bother askin me (get away from me)
Toilet splashes me right in the ass when I'm spittin
cause I'm always when I'm rappin like Master P (UNNNGGGGH!)
Got a blowjob Paula Jones, and stuffed it so far in her mouth
my balls both of her collarbones (OWW!)
Mya this shit was all about me-ah ("It's all about me.")
Gave Alyssa Milano syphillis, mono and ("You're a dick!")
And all three of my main girls said
Brandy and Monica walked in and caught me fuckin Aaliyah
(What? Oh my God!) I splash while I'm takin a bath
Grab a of pills, break em in half, take em and laugh
White -- fuckin your wife in the ass ("Oh! Ooh Shady! Oooh!")
you're out siphoning gas for your lawnmower to cut the grass

So if I hurt self-esteem
and you get dissed too bad [Yo why you diss
You I just be sayin that to Get You Mad
And I rap about a buncha shit you wished you had [A big dick!]
You I just be sayin that to Get You Mad
"I can't listen to song, that shit's too sad!"
You know I be sayin that to Get You Mad
"He'll make it, his wrist is slit too bad!" [Nurse! Nurse!]
You I just be sayin that to Get You Mad

a wonderful day; I should go outside and play
Ain't no need to sit inside the house and
Hi Renee! (Oh hi!) I was just about to toss a live
in your driveway (WHAT?) and away (* car peels out *)
Are you afraid of a blade made of a razor with
Blood drippin from it, your stomach like a paper mache
You a lotta shit, but you was never ill though
I'm sick enough to beat you to death with a pillow
over some cows, just for a joke and a laugh (MOOOOO!)
Jumped up, choked a giraffe, snapped his neck and it in half
Wagin wars, on stage and sprayed Cage with +Agent Orange+
And my ass with his page in Source (Here!)
The demon is here, this year
I rip voicebox out, scream in his ear (AHHHHHH!)
not a gimmick bitch, it's an image I live it
Give a fuck? I know what a fuck is to give it
"Yeah I think this guy is well." I'm high as hell
I'll beat you with a cat when I'm swinging him by his tail

[* Method Man *]
fuckin, I'll fuckin
Lay your nuts on the
Just your by itself
And them shits with a spiked bat
Cut your neck off and sew your head back
And leave you like

You just triggered the who just mixed liquor
Who's itchin to you disfigured and stiffer than Chris-topher
Reeves, I was with strep throat
your mother was breastfeeding
And gave her the flesh-eating
I'm iller takin a hammer and beatin your knees
and walkin through South Central L.A., bleedin in
(Am I a Blood or a Crip?) Wakin up the next day in breathin
Flashin to being shot and repeatin the scenes
on how you got smoked, and if you do live
You'll be too scared to tell it, a Biggie and 'Pac joke

So if I hurt your self-esteem and you get too bad
You know I just be that to Get You Mad
And when I rap about a fat bitch that you you had
You know I just be sayin to Get You Mad
"I can't listen to that song, that too sad"
You know I just be that to Get You Mad
"He'll make it, his wrist is slit too bad"
You know I be sayin that to Get You Mad

I know that you real mad, don't it? (uh-huh)
That's right, Shady (yup) Sway & Tech
Sprayin (bitch)
And we don't give a (uh-uh)
or a damn. or a fuck. or a
So suck my motherfuckin