Luyện nghe bài hát Kick Off

[Intro: Eminem & Da 5'9"]
I've always looked at battle rap as competition or war, and the main objective is to destroy, completely fucking obliterate your opponent by saying and everything, whatever the fuck you can, to get a reaction from the crowd. So nothing's off limits
I need you to spit lyrical miracle... in the swimming pool

1]
Before this off, let me set my balls in this tees
'Cause I'm dottin' i's time I cross one of these
There's not a redeeming at all in me
impossible, seems like an implausible dream
Positive clean thoughts
But they're all altered and mean
Assault and demean, tossed and they're being lost in the
Squashed a brainwashing machine
Like an Islamic regime, a extreme radical
bomber that's seeing
Ariana Grande her last song of the evening
And as the audience from the concert is leaving
Detonates the strapped to his abdominal region
I'm not gonna that, for obvious reasons
But bring dogs, I'ma muzzle 'em
I'm not Middle Eastern but make a bitch Raqqa hijab
And at least a extra in the T-shirt
Headscarf and a piece of tarp underneath the carpet, hasta la
I go on the beats to a paradox on the beach
And a pair of crotchless underwear on a terrorist list
Gettin' head in the like an embarrassed ostrich
shit sprayer
Bitch who you talkin' to, like Apple wristwear
Endangered species in ABC shit a bit scarce
Prey's decreasing, I face like disc players
Told this chick hot as Jada Pinkett
And just stared I made her think it
Said, "Maybe we should get married."
She's facing me, I placed my feet my hips square
Tell her, "Turn around," spread her legs for me, then I hit
Leave her stretched out a baby T-shirt on Ric Flair
As I ripped her, beads in a split rear
Spray in the chick's hair
Make her wheeze get air
I played for keeps, there's no escaping me, I a bitch scared
And to me, and throw away the key
And she'll be so to leave
That even if she ends up breaking she'll just sit there
to scrape up enough courage and strength to get up
It's impossible rapin' a slut
We butt-naked and fuck
close, wait for you, what?
My idea, you too, it's waking you up
With smelling salts after I Quaalude cup
That'll straighten you up if you try to stray a pup
Hate to get bogged in details
But bitch, I'm like the dog pound females
My brain is corrupt, life, Hillside Strangler
I strangle a skank's neck it's triangular
Shape but it's upside down, and my mouth ain't shut
And mention me in your raps if it you a buck
Or helps you rake in the duckets, I want in pub
'Cause I ain't tryna get in bars like I'm waiting the club
But if you put me in your lines, I'm a cut

2]
Get a million writers inside of a combined in it
Try to get every idea of every line to spit
Every punchline, every combination that rhymes it
Bitch, a whole can't see me, there's no i's in it
Head so big, I shot myself ten in it
Tryna commit suicide in it, took five
And I survived shit
Someone's gonna challenge me,
me and win, that's a fucking fallacy too
You name one motherfucker in this galaxy, *spits*,
You fantasy, rally your troops, try to boost the
Only time I start a movement's a
I can't even give a "yeah" or a "woo" when you rap in the
Not a "nah" or a "boo"
'Cause even though I'm allergic to the crap that you
When I'm 'bout to break out, I don't get a rash from it too
'Cause I say I have allergies, I actually do
But just an analogy, I've never had a reaction to you

3]
Creature the Black Lagoon
I reach up and I smack the
You're grief that I'm back so soon
Your teacher for this
Creep up a pack of hoodlums
We a punch like Capri Sun
Heat like we each snuck in a submachine gun
We stuck in a bun, with a bag of shrooms
Cup of lean up in the room
Justin in a Catholic school
Selling dust and when your back is to him
Don't adjust your
I'll cuss the stripes off of a fuckin' zebra I'm at the zoo
cleaner 'til I gag from fumes
Fuck Christina a plastic spoon
While I bump some G-Funk and blast Snoop
'Cause her g-cups are massive, huge!
It's fun for me to grab a boob
Plus my penis got an
My fuckin' Weiner's in a mood
Come and suck a mean one like mad at you
I tongue and cheek, what you asslicks do
'Cause you love to eat butt, it's sad but

4]
I just sprung a suddenly
What I think in my gut instinct become in
My thoughts and my stomach up with each other
Ink the pad, then boom!
Since the day Dre me beats, I was made elite
That's what makes me me
stink, 'til these tats are fading ink
Who's the Think we're still debating, wink
ADD, and put out an APB
'Cause it'll LAPD and me layin' in the street
For you to see beat
And I'll bet ya they'd need
'Cause I'd have to be by forty men to suffer a defeat
I pray please to make me decent
the main ingredient of pain relievers, and saline
I take three Aleves, tryna break fevers, I'm ailing
I stay of divas and ladies screamin'
'Cause they keep on me
Vading the women at bay
Like Laci Peterson, fetuses
Legs and feet been weighted, chained in semen
straight demon—and wait!
Even if it meat cleavers to make believers
Mistake-free are enablin' me to remain deviant
Breakbeat, eat her like meat
Emcees take like AMC theaters
ringleader, depraved king
Who mainstream hates
makes things easier, still under scrutiny
Villainous criminal, livin' room
With the nude Witherspoon
Who was bruised, beat a broom
It's in two pieces, and lays in it
Bit with a chewed leash, and his leapin' it
Live in the booth, shave, eat, bathe, drink, in it
R-A-P the shit, still and I poop, pee it
It's a spillage, a sewage leak, deep feces
The syllables ooze fecal, feel like renewed leases
'Cause my releases 'em

5]
Like waste excretion, it's
As I'm givin' these fools grief, feelin' the blues
'Cause even if my shoes, thieves
Just to 'em's a huge feat
A hill and it's too
these demons, we're still in cahoots
Keep feedin' me sheets
As soon as I these teeth
And I'm killin' the loose
Time to shake trees again
Wait, that phrase repeat again
Killin' the loose leaf, these trees again
Get the rake, but it me leavin' 'em

6]
Vicodins, new prints, I them and chew them
The whites and the blues mixed with nitrus
And I to sniff gluesticks, put Ricin on toothpicks
On the mic I'm ruthless, a crisis, a nuisance
Who I influence I two shits
If they wanna license my music to entice
Then use the shit like it's the for ISIS recruitment

7]
Excuse me while I stare space for a few
In a daze or haze, glazed over, warp loon
Mental cased off, always had a straight-forward
But you bozos givin' the flamethrower fuel
No one's ever lower, shrewd, and way more rude
Beast-mode a lawn-mower blade rolled thru it
And this has to do with bein' gay, boy
It's where the wordplay's goin'
But ain't I can say or do
ain't no excuse, the way I go at you {censored}
You say I'm always
So if I look your way, you're
'Cause if looks could kill, I could start a too
'Cause I'd murder you straight bitches by turnin' the on you

8]
Let's take it back the tightly-worn pants
To the Nike, Jordan,
The stripe Lee's, Jordache, and the white
Lightning storms might be formed
Such a forecast!
But when slightly hoarse, rasp
From the cyphering or-gasp, but still your raps
you're tightening your grasp around the mic 'cause you done shitted on it so much, you're always reminded of your past
'Cause your heiny's sore,
'Cause you haven't finished fuckin' wiping your ass
the night before last
No good, but rap somethin' I'm at
adulthood, I'm a grown-up brat
Where your cojones at? Mine are always rode, in fact:
They're frozen, you ever a cul-de-sac?
So big fell out my scrotum, I just sowed 'em back

9]
Dick so long, need a
For that, unroll it and fold it back
So difficult to in the pro-filactic, it overlaps it
So I pack a Trojan so fat, when I lay it flat like a yoga mat
a bitch think she's in aerobics class
The bear you don't poke its back
The backbone of rap, your fuckin' singles are my bonus tracks
I appear, my peers stop
Hearts fall in stomach, their spirits drop
Careers flop, gears lock, severe shock
Fear at the thought
Lyrics are top-tier, I'm so at the top
I'm in the sky when I
Bitch, I'm so fly when I walk, my pop

Oh, and I'm just ladies, you know I love you
I got a for a line