Luyện nghe bài hát Me Against Myself

Jay versus Jay Sean
Me against
And there ain't no
So just

Oh, girl, you look so
With moonlight shining on you
I hold you
I wanna touch you and you
And love you all long, oh, baby girl

Yo heard it before, so save all the cliches
I really can't believe there's no talent around days
Jay with the same old shit
Talking about baby that and baby girl this

I seen you dancing around with the girl in vid
Pouting at the camera, with the cheesiest grin
the deal? Whatever happened to keeping it real?
Back in the day when you was rapping, before the time of your

And now you got signed, well, it's all clear and it's
You're making music that you pretend that you're into
on dance with you was never a hit fool
And what the hell is taking you so long with your single?
(Fix up)

Fix up? been about six months
And insults are
Even your own think your shit sucks
(I like Jay Sean)
And I know you pretend to it
It's gotta hurt when you're getting dissed on your own forum

Yeah, I've done my research back you started for
Back people thought you was the genuine article
Genuine my ass, just a wack imitation
The only thing different about you is the fact that you're

Well, I guess it must've a bit
The fact everything that has an Asian twist
Including music, I we're calling it
I'm surprised that Simon Cowell hasn't of it

And issues that I find myself being faced with
Being pigeon and accused of imitating
a struggle and it's so frustrating
Telling me I'm tryna be the Asian Craig

And I bet that just had you in
Wasn't that the you ended up shaving your beard?
I guess you couldn't the way people would mock that
So it was off the jaw line and goodbye to the sock hat

But you a bit of style with the fastest singing
On two of 'Dance with you'
Now you wonder why they slander you

Well, you say you done research, baby
You didn't look hard enough, it needs
If you think that I'm Craig
to my 1994 demo tape
I was fast rapping and singing in the day
in the fush niggas and Big L phase

Whatever, it seems you sold your soul to the
You're a fake Jay Sean ain't even your name
So you come up with that? It ain't unique after all
What are Like a cross between Jay-Z and Sean Paul?

You're better off the name you was born
You little pansy you really should been called gay porn
So which one's your lover? Rishi or Juggy D?
Probably Rishi, he you as his bitch, doesn't he?

Wasn't he the one responsible for your career?
a while ago, I'm talking like well over a year
You were studying medicine then, but you quit now
To do music, how the hell did you to flip that 'round?

And how'd you your parents
You know how shit that
"Mummy Daddy, I to be a pop star"
"Sit down"

But never the less, I quit, ahead and progressed
Had my eyes on my and wouldn't settle for less
What do you

You got where you are 'cause of a gimmick
The whole Indian thing was big and you were in it
And don't be upset if people come to your shows
They're not allowed out 'cause half of your are eleven year olds
(Jay Sean)

Wow, big you got to number 12
I'm not surprised If mum brought half of the copies herself
You know I'm tired man, I'm sick, I'm bored of you
Run off, you little puppet, I hear Rishi Rich you

I guess you talk the talk but you rapping for years
And it was me who got your in the door
It seems that your ego has been suffering
'Cause you get heard when you guest appear on my shows

I'm not phased, if it for me
You wouldn't be on this in the first place