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 worse NWA's was
I'll battle you stupid shit and diss people
who ain't have to do with it, like Cool J does (My tattoo!)
You see me standin outside of your screamin,
"Puffy is good, (HEY!) but Shady is for the children!" (WAIT!)
I look at my life in a new -- fuck it
Give me two I write songs for me -- fuck what you like
You're probably hear me rap half-hearted; cause I don't rap anyway
I'm just tryin to get my porno career
Every and event. +Been There, Done That+
Shit, Dre stuck me in a suitcase when he
(* zipper sound *) "Come on, go!"
a deal? Study these 5 chapters
Lesson One: demos as hard as you can at signed rappers
Two: Face em and diss em (whattup dog?)
Don't give em a demo; kidnap em (I want you to with me)
and make em come to your and listen
(you're fuckin check this out)
Lesson Three: Get a job at a label; switch with Canibus
and put yours on the table (here listen!)
Lesson Four: 'Know you heard before'
"Hey let me get your I'll call you tomorrow, for sure!"
Don't act a fan -- you wanna get signed?
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 when you see me on the street; I
givin you shit bitch - don't even askin me (get away from me)
Toilet splashes me right in the ass when I'm spittin
cause I'm always shittin when I'm like Master P (UNNNGGGGH!)
Got a blowjob from 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 Alyssa syphillis, mono and gonorrhea ("You're a dick!")
And all three of my main girls SEE-YA
Cause Brandy and walked in and caught me fuckin Aaliyah
(What? Oh my God!) I splish splash I'm takin 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 dissed too bad [Yo why you diss
You know I 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 listen to that song, that shit's too sad!"
You know I just be that to Get You Mad
"He'll make it, his wrist is slit too bad!" [Nurse! Nurse!]
You know I just be sayin to Get You Mad

What a day; I should go outside and play
no need to sit inside the house and hibernate
Hi Renee! (Oh hi!) I was about to toss a live grenade
in your (WHAT?) and drive away (* car peels out *)
Are you afraid of a blade of a razor with AIDS
Blood drippin from it, rippin your stomach like a paper
You a lotta shit, but you was never ill though
I'm sick enough to beat you to with a feather 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, went on and sprayed Cage with +Agent Orange+
And wiped my ass his page in Source (Here!)
The is here, steamin 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
beat you with a live cat when I'm swinging him by his tail

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

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

So if I hurt self-esteem and you get dissed too bad
You know I be sayin 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, shit's 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 makes you mad, don't it? (uh-huh)
That's right, Slim (yup) Sway & Tech
wreck (bitch)
And we don't a heck (uh-uh)
or a damn. or a fuck. or a
So suck my motherfuckin