Luyện nghe bài hát Help Me

Help me, Help me, Help me, me
Help me, Help me, me, Help me

Help me, I got no brains.
me, I aint cant feel no pain.
Help me, I stand the rain.
me fore I drift away.

Im the George of this rap shit.
You can Randy Jackson to kiss my black ass.
Im the white bitch, you can judge this,
while I flip my finger off and let one out quick.
Im sick of these tryin a tell me what I got,
like its Down syndrome, it me wanna load a clip
and put a in them, make in drown in with,
these other rap stars who are its sick,
like Monica Lewinsky suckin on a six inch pick,
bitch got her boobs did, so she can do it, do it,
and make a new clip till kids download it,
and you say Im profound, shit, I aint goin
with my on my dick,
while the next Trade Center blows up quick.
up, I think you need another doughnut Mr. Officer.
go nuts.

Look Ive become, this place that I begun,
I started as The One and still give a fuck.
These get no love, no more grenade or dove,
30 rappin? ewuh, and still aint got a buzz.
You can dream, you can but youre gonna suck,
I got the voice and the baby turn it up,
I dont need MTV when I sell much,
Id rather be on Carson Daily Oprah son.
Im a be than them, Im a veteran kid,
I to get these kids off of medicine binges.
Whos better than Not Ollirum that bitch.
I told you once and Im a you again.
At fight back pussy gimme a challenge,
Im the boss motha fucker, you want no static.
B, O, S, S, Deuce is bitch, yo Truth, pass the automatic.

(Yee) labels wanna put me away for good,
they wanna me in the hood,
but I swingin right back like you know I should,
history in the books.
You suck, no buts,
the whole music can lick my nuts.
Motha fucker I got no love for a fake-ass,
be Donald Trump.

Uh hu, uh hu, hahaaw yeah, I aint even fuckin try.
You know why? cause I sound good I talk,
whenever I spit, whenever I sing bitch. Im the fuckin white bitch.
Yeeah, aye lets get the fuck outa here.