Luyện nghe bài hát Help Me

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

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

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

Look what Ive become, this place 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 voice and the looks baby it up,
I need MTV when I sell this much,
Id rather be on Carson Daily Oprah son.
Im a be than them, Im a veteran kid,
I came to get these kids off of binges.
Whos better than Not Ollirum that bitch.
I told you and Im a tell you again.
At least fight pussy gimme a challenge,
Im the boss motha fucker, you want no static.
B, O, S, S, is back bitch, yo Truth, pass the automatic.

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

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