Luyện nghe bài hát Mommy

Intro:

Whoah!
A get your hands in the air, and get to 'em
and like, and forth because ah
this is.. what you it wasn't
It beez.. the representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G in background*
And check out the man he by the name of er...

Verse One:

Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim
I'm a M80, you like that Kim lady
I'm buzzin, Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten
Cursin at you players worse than Schottenheimer
You wacker than the motherfucker you bit style from
You ain't gonna sell two if you press a double album
Admit it, it, while we comin out in the open
I'm doin acid, crack, smack, coke and dope then
My is Marshall Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (Hi Marshall)
I have a disease and they know what to call it
Better hide your wallet cause I'm comin up to strip your cash
Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and your ass
Bitch, I'm comin out swingin, so fast it'll make your spin
You knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson
The +Proof+ is in the puddin, just ask the Deshaun
I'll slit motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman

So you see me on your block with two glocks
_Fuck the World_ like Tupac
I don't give a fuuuuuck!!
Talkin that behind my back, dirty mackin
tellin your boys that I'm on
I just don't a fuuuuuck!!
So put my back on the rack
Go run and tell your friends my is wack
I just give a fuuuuuck!!
But see me on the street and
Cause you get stuck, stoned, and snuffed
I just don't give a fuuuuuck!!

Verse Eminem

I'm Nicer than Pete, but I'm on a to crush a Miilkbone
I'm Everlast-ing, I Vanilla Ice like silicone
I'm ill enough to just straight up you for no reason
I'm colder snow season when it's twenty below freezin
with no seasonin, this is the sneak preview
I'll diss your magazine and still get a weak review
I'll make your freak leave you, smell the crystals
is a lyrical combat, gentlemen hold your pistols
But I form like Voltron and blast you with my missiles
Shady, Eminem was the old initials (Bye-bye!)
Extortion, snortin, abortion
Pathological liar, blowin shit out of
The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous,
Impulsive thinker, drinker, addict
Half animal, man
your dead body inside of a fuckin trash can
With holes than an Afghan

Verse Eminem

let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!)
I'm a caged demon, on stage screamin like Rage the Machine
I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin up while record is spinnin
Clinically brain dead, I don't need a second
Fuck droppin the jewel, I'm flippin the sacred
I'll bite motherfuckin style, just to make it fresher
I can't take the pressure, I'm of bitches
Sick of naggin bitchin while I'm washin dishes
In school I said much, too busy havin a headrush
Doin too rush had my face flushed like red blush
Then I went to Jim Beam, when my face grayed
Went to gym in grade, raped the women's swim team
take me for a joke I'm no comedian
Too many mental problems got me snortin coke and weed again
I'm up over the curb, drivin on the median
Finally it home, but I don't got the key to get in

Outro:

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