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 than NWA's was
I'll battle you over stupid and diss people
who ain't have shit to do with it, Cool J does (My tattoo!)
You see me outside of your buildin; screamin,
"Puffy is good, (HEY!) but Slim is for the children!" (WAIT!)
I look at my life in a new -- fuck it
Give me two mics; I songs for me -- fuck what you like
You're probably hear me rap half-hearted; cause I don't rap anyway
I'm tryin to get my porno career started
place and event. +Been There, Done That+
Shit, Dre stuck me in a suitcase he went
(* zipper *) "Come on, let's go!"
Want a deal? these 5 chapters
Lesson One: Throw demos as hard as you can at signed
Lesson Two: Face em and em (whattup dog?)
Don't give em a demo; kidnap em (I you to come with me)
and make em to your basement and listen
(you're gonna check this out)
Lesson Three: Get a job at a label; switch with Canibus
and put yours on the table (here listen!)
Lesson 'Know you heard this before'
"Hey let me get your number; I'll 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 at Jive
up like I.C.P. and have them come see you perform live
And that's the key, but when you see me on the I ain't
givin you bitch - don't even bother askin me (get away from me)
Toilet water me right in the ass when I'm spittin
cause I'm always when I'm rappin like Master P (UNNNGGGGH!)
Got a from Paula Jones, and stuffed it so far in her mouth
my balls broke of her collarbones (OWW!)
Told Mya this shit was all about ("It's all about me.")
Gave Alyssa Milano syphillis, and gonorrhea ("You're a dick!")
And all three of my main girls said
Cause Brandy and Monica in and caught me fuckin Aaliyah
(What? Oh my God!) I splash while I'm takin a bath
Grab a handful of pills, break em in half, em and laugh
White trash -- fuckin your in the ass ("Oh! Ooh Shady! Oooh!")
While you're out siphoning gas for lawnmower to cut the grass

So if I your self-esteem
and you get dissed too bad [Yo why you me?]
You I just be sayin that to Get You Mad
And when I rap about a shit you wished you had [A big dick!]
You know I be sayin that to Get You Mad
"I can't listen to song, that shit's too sad!"
You know I just be sayin to Get You Mad
"He'll never make it, his is slit too bad!" [Nurse! Nurse!]
You know I be sayin that to Get You Mad

What a wonderful day; I should go 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 (WHAT?) and drive away (* car peels out *)
Are you afraid of a blade made of a razor with
Blood drippin from it, rippin your stomach like a paper
You talk a shit, but you was never ill though
I'm sick enough to beat you to death with a feather
Tipped over some cows, just for a and a laugh (MOOOOO!)
Jumped up, a giraffe, snapped his neck and broke it in half
wars, went on stage and sprayed Cage with +Agent Orange+
And wiped my ass with his in Source (Here!)
The demon is here, this year
I rip [*Mystikal's*] voicebox out, in his ear (AHHHHHH!)
It's not a gimmick bitch, it's an image I it
Give a fuck? I don't know what a fuck is to it
"Yeah I don't this guy is well." I'm high as hell
I'll you with a live cat when I'm swinging him by his tail

[* impersonating Man *]
I'll fuckin, fuckin
Lay your on the dresser
Just your nutsack by
And bang them with a spiked bat
Cut your off and sew your head right back
And you like that

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

So if I hurt self-esteem and you get dissed too bad
You know I just be sayin 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, shit's too sad"
You I just be sayin that to Get You Mad
"He'll never make it, his wrist is too bad"
You know I just be sayin to Get You Mad

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