Luyện nghe bài hát Help Me

Help me, Help me, me, Help me
me, Help me, Help 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 tell Randy Jackson to kiss my ass.
Im the Obama 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 Down syndrome, it makes me load a clip
and put a round in them, make in in with,
other rap stars who are clowns its sick,
like Lewinsky suckin on a six inch tooth 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 World 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 dont a fuck.
These bitches get no love, no grenade or dove,
30 rappin? ewuh, and still aint got a buzz.
You can dream, you can dream but youre suck,
I got the voice and the baby turn it up,
I dont need MTV I sell this much,
Id be on Carson Daily than Oprah son.
Im a be better them, Im a veteran kid,
I came to get these kids off of binges.
better than him? Not Ollirum that bitch.
I you once 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 put me away for good,
they wanna me in the hood,
but I keep right back like you know I should,
history in the books.
You suck, no buts,
the music 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 gotta try.
You know why? cause I good whenever I talk,
whenever I spit, whenever I bitch. Im the fuckin white Obama bitch.
Yeeah, aye Yuma lets get the fuck here.