Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Me With Your Best Shot

[Verse 1 -
Who died, what happened? stopped rappin'
I guess that makes me the captain, hit the matress, packin'
assassin, bitch to gassin', get to mashin'
D-12 broke up, were you askin'
Our clique relaxin' in the of Aspen, poppin' pills and Aspirin
and I'm the machine brought Marshall back to life
told him that my rhymes have to be tight
so I that I would grab the mic
like a nigga to rhyme right after Christ
we get mad and fight, right back to the lab tonight
grab an in the afterlife, that's only right
like a rock star is the only life
and we are, 6 men, who are old friends
my nigga Bugz, DeShaun
all the way down, I'ma hold them, nigga, 'till the world end

2 - Swifty:]
A lotta niggas try to me
'till I come back with and slice their trachea
Y'all placed on a contract for hatin'
I'ma 'em, one by one, for taintin'
to kill a facility, I'm a sinner of Satan
fast as a child rapist
Life or trifle, has made me in waitin'
they gon' me up under the basement
I'm a one man army, and navy
you done made me
I'm crazy, insane, and
I bite the face off baby
for anyone who try to diss Proof or
break their Halo
put 'em on the reaper's payroll, erase and hang their soul
it ain't no hoes here, s got a scroll
names on it, dipped in blood, man I'm cold

[Verse 3 - Mr
I know you thought we were done, we up
got a gun to make your whole fold up
and hit us with the best shot and we're still
so the world it can lick our scrotum
straight soldiers, who wanna
who wanna be the guy, who want the punt
who get fucked for lookin' at me sideways
every I roll up I'ma keep it blunt
where did y'all run when we lost Marshall
y'all did it big Costco
and we back in bitch like a tampon
still dirty, Em's clean like a bar o' soap
and you so slick, on some baffoon shit
my hand's on a sweeper, your was on a
stop all stupid, I'm rude and abusive
and strapped, don't me use it

4 - Eminem:]
Aight, here's I come in at...

I in this game with, bad intentions,
and I ain't budged, not even an since then
I'm stubborn, evil, and
I'm like nothing you seen, pencil in
hand, like I'm holding the insulin,
so you might wanna button it like
I ain't frightened of nothing, I men
step right in this mark my henchmen and
walk, to the stage,
I ain't here to trouble, get the fuck out my face
fall back, little cocksucker, I A&W
get your cold mugs in my way
get Shattered, fuckin' A
been this way since B.C., what can I
I'm stuck in my ways like double tape
don't get turned to a vegetable face
you ain't Superman, stay in lane, Lois
D-12 spittin' flames like
spit 'til we get sprained with metaphors
cut with the same force as chainsaws
hope you're coming your A game,
'cause things have changed in this game, the same game, boys
the stakes have raised, better make lemonade
they give you lemons, if they want us, let 'em aim for us