Luyện nghe bài hát Get Ready

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

My attitude is than NWA's was
I'll battle you over shit 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 Shady is for the children!" (WAIT!)
I look at my life in a new -- fuck it
Give me two mics; I write songs for me -- what you like
You're probably me rap half-hearted; cause I don't like rap anyway
I'm just tryin to get my porno started
Every place and event. +Been There, Done
Shit, Dre me in a suitcase when he went
(* zipper sound *) "Come on, go!"
Want a Study these 5 chapters
Lesson One: Throw demos as as you can at signed rappers
Two: Face em and diss em (whattup dog?)
Don't give em a kidnap em (I want you to come with me)
and make em come to your and listen
(you're gonna fuckin this out)
Lesson Three: Get a job at a label; demos with Canibus
and put on the owner's table (here listen!)
Lesson Four: 'Know you heard this
"Hey let me get number; I'll call you tomorrow, for sure!"
act like a fan -- you wanna get signed?
Get the A&R you can find
him aside and rap as wack as you can
Lesson Five: Get a hook-up at
Dress up like I.C.P. and have them come see you 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 water splashes me right in the ass I'm spittin
cause I'm shittin when I'm rappin like Master P (UNNNGGGGH!)
Got a blowjob Paula Jones, and stuffed it so far in her mouth
my balls broke both of her (OWW!)
Told Mya this 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
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, take em and
White trash -- 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 your
and you get dissed too bad [Yo why you diss
You I just be sayin that to Get You Mad
And when I rap about a buncha you wished you had [A big dick!]
You I just be sayin that to Get You Mad
"I can't listen to that song, that too sad!"
You know I just be sayin to Get You Mad
"He'll never make it, his wrist is too bad!" [Nurse! Nurse!]
You know I be sayin that to Get You Mad

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

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

You just triggered the who just mixed liquor
Who's to leave you disfigured and stiffer than Chris-topher
Reeves, I was teething with throat
while your mother was
And gave her the flesh-eating
I'm iller than a hammer and beatin your knees
and walkin through South Central L.A., in jeans
(Am I a or a Crip?) Wakin up the next day in breathin machines
back 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 and 'Pac joke

So if I hurt 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 that you you had
You know I just be sayin to Get You Mad
"I can't to that song, that shit's too sad"
You know I just be that to Get You Mad
"He'll never it, his wrist is slit too bad"
You know I just be sayin to Get You Mad

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