Luyện nghe bài hát Im Back

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That's why call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm (I'm back) (Slim Shady!) I'm back

I murder a one word at a time
You never heard of a mind as perverted as
You better get rid of nine it ain't gonna help
good is it gonna do against a man that strangles himself?
I'm waitin' for hell like shit I'm anxious as hell
Manson you're safe in cell, be thankful it's jail
I used to be my mommy's little angel at
Thirteen I was putting shells in a gauge on a
I to, get punked and bullied on my block
'Til I cut a kitten's head off and stuck it in this mailbox (Mom! Mom!)
I used to give a, fuck, now I could a fuck less
What do I think of success? It sucks, too much press I'm
Too stares two breasts, too upset
It's just too much mess, I guess I just blew up quick (yes)
Grew up quick (no) was right
you say is wrong, whatever I say is right
You think of my now whenever you say, "Hi"
Became a commodity I'm W-H-I-T-E,
M-T-V was so friendly to me
Can't wait Kim sees me
Now is it it? Look at my life, how is it perfect?
Read my lips bitch, what, my mouth isn't
You hear this finger? Oh it's upside
Here, let me turn this up right now

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I each individual degenerates head and reach into it
Just to see if he's influenced by me if he to music
And if he feeds this shit he's an innocent victim
And becomes a puppet on the string of my tennis
My name is Slim
I been crazy way before radio didn't me
The {Back is the incredible!}
With Ken Kaniff, who finds the men edible
It's Ken Kaniff on the,
Trying to, your kids with him, into bed
It's a, sick world we in these days
"Slim for Pete's put down Christopher Reeve's legs!"
Geez, you are so sensitive
"Slim it's a subject, try and just don't mention it"
Mind with no in it, fried to get so frenetic
Whose get so squinted, I'm blind from smokin' 'em
my windows tinted, with nine limos rented
Doin' lines of coke in 'em, with a bunch of guys out
all and indo-scented
And that's where I get my name from, that's why call me

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I take seven from Columbine, stand 'em all in line
Add an AK-47, a revolver, a
A Mack-11 and it oughta solve the problem of
And that's a whole school of shot up all at one time
Cause (I'm) Shady, call me as crazy
As the world was over this Y2K thing
And by the way, N'Sync, why do they
Am I the only one who realizes stink?
Should I dye my hair pink and care y'all think?
Lip and buy a bigger size of earrings?
It's why I tend to out when I hear things
Cause all these fans screamin' is makin' my ears (Ah!)
So I just, throw up a middle finger and let it
Longer than the rumor I was stickin' it to Christina
Cause if I ever stuck it to any in showbiz
be Jennifer Lopez, and Puffy you know this!
I'm sorry Puff, but I don't give a fuck if this was my own mother
I still fuck her no rubber and cum inside her
And have a son and a new brother at the time
And just say that it mine, what's my name?

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Guess who's b, back,
Gue' gue' guess back (Hi mom!)
Guess who's
Gue' guess back
D-12, Guess back
gue' gue' gue' guess who's back
Dr. Dre, Guess who's
Back back,
Shady, 2001
I'm blew out this blunt, fuck