Luyện nghe bài hát Get Ready

Yo. yo! (* Eminem hachs up *)
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 shit and people
who ain't have shit to do it, like 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 at my life in a new light -- fuck it
Give me two mics; I write songs for me -- fuck what you
You're probably hear me rap half-hearted; I don't like rap anyway
I'm just tryin to get my porno career
Every place and event. There, Done That+
Shit, Dre stuck me in a suitcase when he
(* zipper sound *) "Come on, go!"
Want a deal? these 5 chapters
One: Throw demos as hard as you can at signed rappers
Lesson Face em and diss 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 Get a job at a label; switch demos with Canibus
and put on the owner's table (here listen!)
Lesson Four: you heard this before'
"Hey let me get your number; call you tomorrow, for sure!"
Don't act like a fan -- you wanna get
Get the A&R you can find
Pull him aside and rap as as you can
Lesson Five: Get a at Jive
Dress up like I.C.P. and have come see you perform live
And that's the key, but you see me on the street; I ain't
givin you shit bitch - don't even bother me (get away from me)
Toilet splashes me right in the ass when I'm spittin
cause I'm always shittin I'm rappin like Master P (UNNNGGGGH!)
Got a blowjob Paula Jones, and stuffed it so far in her mouth
my broke both of her collarbones (OWW!)
Told Mya shit was all about me-ah ("It's all about me.")
Gave Milano syphillis, mono and gonorrhea ("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 splish splash while I'm a bath
Grab a of pills, break em in half, take em and laugh
White trash -- your wife in the ass ("Oh! Ooh Shady! Oooh!")
While you're out siphoning gas for your to cut the grass

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

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

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

You triggered the prick who just mixed liquor
Who's itchin to you disfigured and stiffer than Chris-topher
Reeves, I was teething strep throat
while your was breastfeeding
And her the flesh-eating disease
I'm than takin a hammer and beatin your knees
and walkin through Central L.A., bleedin in jeans
(Am I a Blood or a Crip?) Wakin up the next day in machines
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, like a Biggie and 'Pac

So if I your self-esteem and you get dissed too bad
You know I just be that to Get You Mad
And when I rap about a fat bitch you wished you had
You know I be sayin that to Get You Mad
"I can't listen to that song, that too sad"
You know I be sayin that to Get You Mad
"He'll never 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, Slim (yup) Sway & Tech
wreck (bitch)
And we give a heck (uh-uh)
or a damn. or a fuck. or a
So suck my dick