Luyện nghe bài hát Goin' Crazy

(eminem)
fame, fame,
i think it's got me goin'

i get in this game, game, game
i'm tired of all you naysayers

keep speaking my name, name,
you gon' reason to hate me

like. you. don't. want. me to win
so. this. time. i'm in!

(verse 2)
(swifty)
this the of a rocker
ya minds a (???)
hoppin' off of the club's
the crowd, surfin'
and when they me, i'm randomly sockin' fans
and my interviews in hockey masks,
slap the journalists on ass
i'm off speed,
drivin' my car at speed
pocket full of weed, lesbians swallow e(?)
i'm in the studio,
my h & m, gon' for me
cause i fell asleep on the soundboard, get us off a week
so (???) all up in my head
get 'em back dead
bustin' in the air, 30 bit-hes up in my bed
i'm 'em out naked, and this the sympathy(?)
ask me why i did it, well fu-k it i can't remember

(chorus)
(eminem)
fame, fame,
i think got me goin' crazy

i get lost in game, game, game
i'm gettin' of all you naysayers

keep speaking my name, name,
you gon' reason to hate me

like. you. don't. want. me to win
so. this. time. i'm in!

(kuniva)
boys are wallin(?)
drinkin', cussin', and hyper
been ridin' for days, tour bus look like ryker's
hand me jack daniel's, spray paintin' the die fan
little spaniel, fresh out of the damn zoo
man you, be conscious, i'm backstage
it up, with a couple of sluts feelin' nautious
we're drinkin' it's a couple of days, since i've slept
my dick is sore from fu-kin', when i bust there's left
just dust, on the stage, give me my microphone
strappin'(?) with the as we perform hypersong
our label presented us a plaque
it on stage, and bashed it to pieces with an aluminum bats, stanks(?)
now which one of you down for the cause
i said my dick is sore but i ain't say sh-t about my balls
i asked (???) then we off to the next city,
whatever i drink, all my rider(???) bag it up and take the rest with me

(chorus)
(eminem)
fame, fame,
i think it's got me goin'

i get in this game, game, game
i'm gettin' of all you naysayers

keep my name, name, name
you have reason to hate me

like. you. don't. want. me to win
so. this. time. i'm in!

(verse 3)
(eminem)
yeah this game has got me crazy
fu-k it, i am
what's new, what kinda fu-kin' you'd think i'd be if i was glue
we lost proof, he was our crew's
but where was you, when we were apart
you sittin on us too
but no one but us knew we were
cause that's what happens you beef with crew
it stays in the crew, it's just crew
but we're back now, yeah we took our time while our blood(?)
only we're in a hurry for now is to rush you!
and we're back, these days if you don't got the guts or the to
pus-y, go pick your leaves off your cunt tree, fu-k you
ahh choo!
bless you! i'm to pus-y, sluts too
yeah, you think you the sh-t, we flush you
have some to readjust
got(???) a just a few of us left, but it'd be unjust to rob us our (???) due
so rest in peace to buz(?) and
this one's for you homies, we you
but we can't stop now we done had too much of our blood drew this...

(chorus)
(eminem)
fame, fame,
i think it's got me crazy

i get lost in game, game, game
i'm tired of all you naysayers

keep speaking my name, name,
you gon' have reason to me

like. you. don't. want. me to win
so. this. time. i'm in!