Luyện nghe bài hát No More Mr. Nice Guy

Punks will always to, create a means
to my kindness, for weakness, cause they don't seem to
my generosity, and what it's costin me
is headaches, I don't like fakes, or bossin me around
You clown, it's I beat you down
You tried to play me betray me and slay me, and now drown
in the river, I'll give ya, you should shiver
Cause I get to wreckin and deckin, I won't forgive ya
You had the opportunity, for bein cool me
You me in the back you duck, and now you're soon to be
disarmed, embalmed, I'll off all your arms
and then legs, you'll beg, I'll crack you like a egg
and spill your yolk, you joke, I'll you in the eye
and say, "Why?" And bleeding and pleading, you'll start to cry
and I'll reply with a confident sigh, "There'll be no Mr. Nice Guy"

No Mr. Nice Guy
No Mr. Nice Guy

Yo ?, this is somethin that I tell to you, sell to you
and as I speak you girlies yell to your friends, "Yo him!
He's shockin again!" is the season for breezin with reason
I'm in, charge of the attack on suckers who just rap on
wack track that lack snap, while I just mack on
who look good and, they all want the wood in
They up, to get up close, to serve me puddin
And I just tell em, "Look here, I am not a there"
but I like to snatch em all, like a hook they're stuck
struck, they tried to press luck
They wanna tease me and skeeze me and please me, to squeeze the
from my pocket is bulging, I'm not indulging
in lame with phony dames, too busy buildin my fortress
Score this, while I pour this
I'm livin and my rhymes, so I'll ignore this
you are runnin, I am not the one and
you'll never get to vamp me tramp cause I'll be stunning your
I'll sign, my name on your behind and you off
like frost, I'm of the way you double cross
Get lost, tell you you are fly and say goodbye
And burning and yearing ask my why
And I'll reply with a wink of an eye, "There'll be no more Mr. Guy"

No More Mr. Guy
No Mr. Nice Guy

Oh sure, you're, back for me
great you defeat you and beat you, show you the door
Cause you ain't really welcome, you you're seldom
thinkin of your man, but you still til them
You be a friend then, you keep pretendin
You're two-faced, so you'll taste, just what I'm
POW, now, you're sayin WOW
You stare, you fear, my wrath is too
I never let up so get up I'm fed up, and I don't
duff you in the eye and you'll say, "Why?"
While bleeding and pleading, you'll start to cry
and reply, "Either do or you die,
cause there'll be no more Mr. Guy"

No Mr. Nice Guy
No More Mr. Guy