Luyện nghe bài hát Get Ready

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

My attitude is worse NWA's was
I'll battle you over stupid shit and diss
who ain't have shit to do with it, like 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 light -- it
Give me two mics; I write songs for me -- fuck you like
probably hear me rap half-hearted; cause I don't like rap anyway
I'm tryin to get my porno career started
Every place and event. There, Done That+
Shit, Dre stuck me in a suitcase when he
(* zipper sound *) "Come on, go!"
Want a Study these 5 chapters
Lesson One: Throw demos as hard as you can at signed
Lesson Face em and diss em (whattup dog?)
Don't give em a demo; em (I want you to come with me)
and make em come to basement and listen
(you're gonna check this out)
Lesson Three: Get a job at a label; demos with Canibus
and put yours on the owner's (here listen!)
Lesson 'Know you heard this before'
"Hey let me get your I'll call you tomorrow, for sure!"
Don't act like a fan -- you get signed?
Get the A&R you can find
Pull him and rap as wack as you can
Lesson Get a hook-up 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 street; I
givin you shit bitch - don't even bother me (get away from me)
Toilet water splashes me in the ass when I'm spittin
cause I'm always shittin 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 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 said SEE-YA
Cause and Monica walked in and caught me fuckin Aaliyah
(What? Oh my God!) I splish while I'm takin a bath
a handful of pills, break em in half, take em and laugh
White trash -- fuckin 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 me?]
You I just be sayin that to Get You Mad
And when I rap about a buncha shit you 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 it, his wrist is slit too bad!" [Nurse! Nurse!]
You know I just be sayin to Get You Mad

What a wonderful I should go outside and play
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 afraid of a blade made of a razor with
Blood drippin from it, rippin your like a paper mache
You talk a lotta shit, but you was never ill
I'm enough 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 broke it in
wars, went on stage and sprayed Cage with +Agent Orange+
And my ass with 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 I live it
Give a fuck? I know what a fuck is to give it
"Yeah I don't think this guy is well." I'm as hell
I'll beat you with a cat when I'm swinging him by his tail

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

You triggered the prick who just mixed liquor
Who's itchin to leave you disfigured and stiffer than
Reeves, I was teething strep throat
while your mother was
And gave her the disease
I'm iller than takin a hammer and your knees
and walkin through South Central L.A., bleedin in
(Am I a Blood or a Crip?) Wakin up the next day in machines
back to being shot and repeatin the scenes
on how you got smoked, and if you do live
be too scared to tell it, like a Biggie and 'Pac joke

So if I hurt your 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 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 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 Shady (yup) & Tech
Sprayin (bitch)
And we don't give a (uh-uh)
or a damn. or a fuck. or a
So my motherfuckin dick