Luyện nghe bài hát Mommy

Intro:

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

Verse Eminem

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

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

Verse Eminem

I'm Nicer Pete, but I'm on a Serch to crush a Miilkbone
I'm Everlast-ing, I melt Ice like silicone
I'm ill enough to just straight up you for no reason
I'm colder than snow season it's twenty below freezin
Flavor with no seasonin, this is the preview
diss your magazine and still won't get a weak review
I'll make your freak leave you, the Folgers crystals
This is a combat, gentlemen hold your pistols
But I form like Voltron and blast you with my shoulder
Slim Shady, Eminem was the old (Bye-bye!)
Extortion, snortin, abortion
Pathological liar, blowin shit out of
The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous,
Impulsive thinker, drinker, addict
Half animal, man
Dumpin your dead body of a fuckin trash can
With more holes an Afghan

Verse Eminem

let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!)
I'm a caged demon, on stage screamin like Against the Machine
I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin up while this is spinnin
Clinically brain dead, I need a second opinion
Fuck droppin the jewel, I'm the sacred treasure
bite your motherfuckin style, just to make it fresher
I can't the pressure, I'm sick of bitches
Sick of naggin bosses bitchin while I'm dishes
In school I never said much, too busy havin a
Doin too much had my face flushed like red blush
Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face
Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the swim team
Don't take me for a joke I'm no
Too many mental problems got me coke and smokin weed again
I'm goin up the curb, drivin on the median
Finally it home, but I don't got the key to get in

Outro:

Hey, that!
Outsidaz..
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