Luyện nghe bài hát My Name Is (Bootleg Version)

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My is (who?)
My is
Slim
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My is (what?)
My is
Slim

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Excuse me, (my name is) (who? My is)
Shady
Can I get the attention of the (huh my name is, what my name is)
For one second My name is (My is Slim Shady)

Hi kids! Do you like violence? (Yeah yeah!)
Wanna see me stick Nine inch Nails, each one of my eyelids? (Uh-huh!)
Wanna me and do exactly like I did? (Yeah yeah!)
Try and get fucked up worse that my life is? (Huh?)
My brain's dead weight, I'm tryin' to get my straight
But I can't figure out Spice Girl I want to impregnate (Oh)
And Dr. Dre said, "Slim you a base-head!" Uh-uh!
"So why's face red? Man you wasted!"
since age twelve, I've felt like I'm someone else
'Cause I hung my original self from the top bunk a belt
Got pissed off and ripped Lee's tits off
And smacked her so hard I knocked her clothes backwards like Kross
I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass, faster a fat bitch
Who sat too fast
C'mere slut! (Shady, a minute, that's my girl dog!)
I give a fuck, God sent me to piss the world off!

Hi! My is (what?)
My is (who?)
My is
Slim
Hi! My is (huh?)
My is (what?)
My is
Slim

Hi! My is (what?)
My is (who?)
My is
Slim
Hi! My is (huh?)
My is (what?)
My is
Slim

My English teacher wanted to me in Junior High
a lot next semester I'll be thirty five
I smacked him in his with an eraser,
Chased him a stapler
Stapled his nuts to a stack of (Ow!)
in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up
Flashed the bartender, then my dick in the tip cup
Extraterrestrial, running over in a space ship
While they at me "Let's just be friends!"
percent of my life I was lied to
I just found out my mom does dope than I do (Damn!)
I told her I'd grow up to be a famous
Make a record doin' drugs and name it after her (Oh thank you!)
You know you blew up when the women rush stands
Try to touch your hands some screamin' Usher fans (Ahh!)
This guy at White Castle asked for my autograph (Dude, can I get autograph?)
So I signed it, "Dear Dave, for the support, asshole!"

Hi! My is (huh?)
My is (who?)
My is
Slim
Hi! My is (what?)
My is (who?)
My is
Shady

Hi! My is (huh?)
My is (who?)
My is
Slim
Hi! My is (what?)
My is (who?)
My is
Slim

Stop the tape! kid needs to be locked away! (Get him!)
Dr. Dre, don't just there, operate!
I'm not ready to leave, too scary to die (Fuck that!)
I'll to be carried inside the cemetery and buried alive
(Huh yup!) Am I or goin'?
I can decide
I drank a fifth of vodka,
me to drive? (Go ahead) all my life I was very deprived
I ain't had a in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide
(Whoops!) Clothes ripped like the Hulk
I spit when I talk, I'll fuck anything walks (C'mere)
When I was little I used to get so I would throw fits
How you gonna breast feed me You ain't got not tits!
I lay awake and myself in the bed
Put a bulletproof on and shoot myself in the head (Bang!)
I'm steamin' mad (Argh!) And by the way when you see my (Yeah?)
Tell him I slit his throat, in this dream I had

Hi! My is (what?)
My is (who?)
My is
Slim
Hi! My is (huh?)
My is (what?)
My is
Shady

Hi! My is (who?)
My is (huh?)
My is
Shady
Hi! My is (huh?)
My is (who?)
My is
Slim