Luyện nghe bài hát Intro

This is the
Why are you looking
With a on and Timberland boots
Staring at me for one
you could walk up and shake my hand? Why?

Why are you making mean faces in your videos
With the fish lens Why?

Why do you in the clubs
thirty people around you
And stand in the
With big bodyguards for no Why?

Why do you pull up in valet
your Benz that is rented?
Fronting on a cellular
That work, why?

Why are you up your face
Making facial scenes
Like I supposed to be
(Supposed to be scared)

(Why?)

Who are
(Who are you?)
I circle like while y'all panic
I the Atlantic
think I'm spaced out
Human from the earth

That's right, I plan to boo
shows in the Apollo
You in the crowd
The is hollow

Never ending while I'm bending
Resending you the verse
you was worse
A drag queen a purse, unrehearsed

try to reverse
Harsh words send you to a
with urgency
Non-wrapable
And half of y'all out got me vomitin'
(Bleh)

Turnin' and dominican
Indian, Cambodian, nickelodeon TV
You see me lookin' at me grabbin' my
Y'all sleepy

With hard tryin' to look creepy?
You are the monsters of the Mr. Softie
Ice trucks

Open your eyes, tell me, why you see?
Why are you the player?
Why can't you see that your fakin' is
your eyes, tell me why can't you see?

Why? Your exaggeration levels
Are at exaggerating full
Why must I answer to you monsters?

Hey Keith, we are the haters
And you sunken into the official hating zone
In which you witness the most salt
Behind your back
criticizing cock blocking

In the costume jewelry wearing
parked Lexus renting
Undercover,
No having fake Versace shirt wearing
hell living

False Muslim being, fever having
eating demon people
Our purpose on your planet is to bring you down
If you can evade this evil, you be the man