Luyện nghe bài hát Help Me

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

Look what Ive become, this place I begun,
I as The One and still dont 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 and the looks baby turn it up,
I dont need MTV when I sell much,
Id rather be on Carson than Oprah son.
Im a be better than them, Im a kid,
I to get these kids off of medicine binges.
Whos better than him? Not that bitch.
I told you once and Im a you again.
At fight back pussy gimme a challenge,
Im the motha fucker, you dont want no static.
B, O, S, S, Deuce is back bitch, yo Truth, the automatic.

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

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