Luyện nghe bài hát Nail In The Coffin

This here, just wont shut up will you?
about I owe you, bitch you owe me
I'm you right now
Yo put the nail in his coffin

I dont want to be this
I dont really want to no feelins
But Im only being real when I say wants to hear their grandfather rap (nope)
And old men have heart
and I dont to be responsible for that so
Put the mic and walk away
You can still have a little bit of
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I would never to be no Ray Benzino
an 83 year old fake
So how can he hold me some balcony
without throwin' his back out as soon as he goes to lift me
Please dont, you'l probably fall me
and our asses both be history
But then again you'll finally get wish
you be all over the street like 50 Cent
Fuckin punk fuck you chump
gimme a one-on-one see if I fuck you up
Tryin to jump the Ryders and they cut you up
And you put Jada on a thats how much you suck
dick in the industry, swear that you in the streets
You sit behind a fuckin' desk at The butt-kissin'
and beggin for guest appearances
and you can even get the 'cause real lyricists
don't even respect you or take you
Its not we don't like you, we hate you - period
Talk about a crisis damn
last week you was shaking Trice's hand
Now hes a busta? What the fucks with
Get on a track us kissin' 50's ass
and askin' me what I about inditements-bite me
I got two cases, and probation - fight me!
What do I know about standing in front of a like a man
to take whatever sentence he hands
What you know your wife slicin' her wrists
right in front of the thing that you have in this world - a little girl?
And I put that on her, when is all over
I would never try to make her a and eat off her
I don't shit about no shoppin' rocks
But what you know about hip-hop rockin' spots?
your the only white boy in that bitch just rippin
pressin' up own flyers and your stickers stickin'
them up after spendin' six hours at Kinkos
Just making copies of covers of cassette singles
to sell them out the trunk of your
Spendin' whole paychecks at Disc Makers
What you know about being bullied over your life?
Oh that's right, you **should** know what that's like, your half
Vanilla Ice, spill the beans and rice, I'm eating you inside
Christ, if your that much of a gangster, put the mic down
You should be out killin' right now
Kill a dead, kill'em dead bitch
Shoot'em in the fuckin' head, go bitch
Slap my mom, the fuck out of her!
She cant sue you, she get a buck out of you
'cause your broke as fuck you suck a fuckin' joke
If you was really sellin' coke, well then the fuck
you stop for dummy? If you some crack
you'd make a lot more than you do from rap
You'll never had no security, you'll never be
You'l never now its like to be rich, life's a bitch ain't it?
Raymond, here, let me break this shit down in
for you just to make sure that you can understand this
and Canibus ain't too many complicated fuckin' words for you
Here then let me slow it for you
so you can understand if I say it
Let it go dawg over

[Eminem

Talkin bout I have motherfuckers your crib
bitch you aint even got a crib
You ain't even got a fuckin
Fuckin punk, threatening to shut me down at your fuckin lil' magazine
If I come & want me to attack you, bitch you attacked me first
take it a man and shut the fuck up
and fuck little magazine too
I dont need your little magazine, I got XXL's number anywayz
And yall cant stand it their gettin bigger than yall
oh, and by the way, how'd I on the VMAs?
you was watchin me from whatever fuckin TV you was watchin me from in

The mean of Boston, fuckin sissy
And you got us scared up in here motherfucker, suck our dicks
Oh, and for those that dont know, get it twisted yo... The Source has a
owner!