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 anything and everything, whatever the fuck you can, to get a reaction from the crowd. So off limits
I need you to spit that miracle... in the swimming pool

1]
Before this kicks off, let me set my in this tees
'Cause I'm dottin' i's every I cross one of these
not a redeeming quality at all in me
It's impossible, seems like an implausible
Positive thoughts intervene
But all either altered and mean
Assault and demean, tossed and they're being lost in the
Squashed in-between a machine
Like an regime, a jihadist extreme radical
bomber that's seeing
Ariana sing her last song of the evening
And as the audience from the damn concert is
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 but I'll 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 Hamas on the to a paradox on the beach
And a pair of crotchless underwear on a watch list
head in the sand like an embarrassed ostrich
Professional sprayer
watch who you talkin' to, like Apple wristwear
Endangered in this ABC shit a bit scarce
Prey's decreasing, I face like disc players
Told this chick hot as Jada Pinkett
And stared 'til I made her think it
Said, "Maybe we just get married."
She's facing me, I placed my feet with my hips
her, "Turn around," spread her legs for me, then I hit bare
Leave her out like a baby T-shirt on Ric Flair
As I ripped her, anal beads in a split
Spray Febreze in the chick's
Make her wheeze get air
I played for keeps, there's no escaping me, I a bitch scared
And chained to me, and throw the key
And be so afraid to leave
That even if she ends up breaking free just sit there
Tryin' to scrape up enough courage and to get up
It's impossible rapin' a slut
We butt-naked and fuck
You're close, for you, what?
My idea, you comin' too, waking you up
With smelling after I Quaalude your cup
That'll straighten you up if you try to like a pup
to get bogged down in details
But bitch, I'm the dog pound with females
My brain is corrupt, life, Hillside Strangler
I strangle a skank's 'til it's triangular
but it's upside down, and my mouth ain't gonna shut
And mention me in your if it makes 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 lines, I'm takin' a cut

2]
Get a million writers inside of a room in it
Try to get every idea of every possible line to
Every punchline, every combination rhymes with it
Bitch, a whole team see me, there's no i's in it
Head so big, I shot ten times in it
Tryna commit suicide in it, took minutes
And I survived this
Someone's gonna me, who?
me and win, that's a fucking fallacy too
You name one motherfucker in galaxy, *spits*, reality
You fantasy, rally troops, try to boost the morale
Only time I start a a bowel
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 you spew
When I'm to break out, I don't mean get a rash from it too
when I say I have allergies, I actually do
But just an analogy, I've never had a reaction to you

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

4]
I just sprung a suddenly
What I in my gut instinct become in sync
My thoughts and my stomach up with each other
Ink touches the pad, boom!
the day Dre gave me beats, I was made elite
That's basically what me me
Creating stink, 'til these are fading ink
the greatest? 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 cleats
'Cause I'd have to be stomped by forty men to suffer a
I pray Jesus to make me decent
Inhaling the main of pain relievers, and saline
I take three Aleves, tryna these fevers, I'm ailing
I free of divas and ladies screamin'
they keep schemin' on me
Vading keepin' the at bay
Like Laci Peterson, fetuses
Legs and feet have been weighted, chained in
straight demon—and wait!
Even if it takes cleavers to make believers
Mistake-free schemes are enablin' me to deviant
Breakbeat, eat her like steak
Emcees seats like AMC theaters
Deranged ringleader, depraved
Who mainstream media
Which makes easier, still under scrutiny
Villainous criminal, livin' room
With the nude Reese
Who was bruised, beat a broom
It's in two pieces, and deceased in it
Bit a chewed leash, and his chain-link leapin' it
in the booth, shave, eat, bathe, drink, sleep in it
R-A-P bleed the shit, and I poop, pee it
a spillage, a sewage leak, waste deep feces
The syllables ooze fecal, they feel like renewed
my brain releases 'em

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

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

7]
Excuse me while I into space for a few
In a or haze, glazed over, crazed warp loon
Mental off, always had a straight-forward view
But you bozos keep givin' the fuel
No one's ever sank lower, shrewd, and way rude
Beast-mode like a lawn-mower rolled thru it
And has little to do with bein' gay, boy
It's just where the 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 your way, you're screwed
'Cause if looks could kill, I start a hate-war too
I'd murder you straight bitches by turnin' the gaze on you

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

9]
Dick so long, a shoulder-strap
For that, gotta unroll it and it back
So difficult to in the pro-filactic, it overlaps it
So I pack a Trojan so fat, I lay it flat it's like a yoga mat
Make a think she's in aerobics class
The bear you don't wanna its back
The backbone of rap, your fuckin' singles are my bonus tracks
When I appear, my stop
Hearts fall in their stomach, spirits drop
flop, their 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 I walk, my ears pop

Oh, and I'm playin' ladies, you know I love you
I got a idea for a