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.
Help me I drift away.

Im the George of this rap shit.
You can tell 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 people tryin a tell me what I got,
like its syndrome, it makes me wanna load a clip
and put a in them, make in drown in with,
these other rap who are clowns its sick,
Monica Lewinsky suckin on a six inch tooth pick,
bitch just got her did, so she can do it, do it,
and make a new clip till kids download it,
and you say Im profound, shit, I goin down
my hand on my dick,
while the next World Trade blows up quick.
Hold up, I think you another doughnut Mr. Officer.
go nuts.

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

(Yee) These labels wanna put me for good,
wanna keep me in the hood,
but I keep swingin right back like you I should,
makin in the books.
You suck, no buts,
the whole industry can lick my nuts.
Motha I aint got no love for a fake-ass,
wanna be Trump.

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