Luyện nghe bài hát Off The Wall

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[Eminem](Redman)
Yo
(Yo)
Look!
(Yo)

No what people say
I'm gon' rapping this way
No matter you may think
I'm keep doing my thing

One of the worst things yo I am a fag i suck at yo
Is fat, men decided to write songs
And teach Mouseketeers to
I'll stick Britney Spears in a full of mirrors
So she gets fifty of bad luck
and swear at Christina Aguilera
When I grab her by the hair and her across the Sahara
(Bitch!)
You aware of this rap with a therapist
With a hair up his ass like a rabbit crawled up his
Got a of holding Tylenol in his hands
Till it melts in his fucking palms and in his glands
(So who is it?)
The fool who the playground
With two biscuits to lay down the district
Get pissed a whip with a Marseburg
With a pistol grip and fed pit bull
Sniff glue sticks I give two shits
If I get too rich I get sued

Yo I leave with no
After I blow in ya
One handstand on top of ninja
Crashin' Doc the madness
We all out of work like Atlas
Walking cans in a laundry basket
America's most with the after us
Fuck flossin' we take what's
Unload fifteen like an ace and
I'm out of but Doc laid them off
(Shit! The out)
The is off
Yo who target it from
Paper make filled with arsenic
I got that don't know what Prada is
Doc can shave up, cut your barber
?
I out camps in to crystal lakes
And fuck face is what I'mma do
Cause that's what white boy do

So how's doing tonight?
Hope you in the to get drunk
To and to fight
Cause uh we getting for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if y'all wanna bump to this

So everybody feeling tonight?
Hope you in the mood to get
And to fight
Cause uh we getting for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if you don't wanna

No what people say
I'm gon' keep this way
No matter you may think
I'm gon' keep doing my

Yo my gat spit it hospital son admitted
Rip your lips off kiss my ass it
bitches, Doc, Marshall Maths..
(Print it!)
Weed x and tabs did it
I'm what's happening no rerun
Doc rob Dinero the heat come
My barrel out the Camero
Aimed at the nose when them is hard to breathe from
Flash the gat town bow guarded
Your wallet, your chain the main
Beef is like cold engine, start it
in the air and hit an airplane pilot
We pound you, rap surround around you
From ten speed and shoe
Doc and Eminem, the M&M
Blood flows with and them
It's Funk Doctor

Mr. Punk
Got the drug stock inside the box
Pop like I just got jumped
Pop the trunk and out the shotgun pump
Knock wood, it's all
God for vodka
But my luck, I'll probably get shot by a stalker
Probably got a Fanatic waiting in the attic
With an automatic me up there
My man Stan with a gat in his
my house out in a damn tinted Sedan
Pull your mouth out you can't finish a damn
Ham sandwich or your canned or Spam
You gotta sip through a
lift through the mall
Pictures of me on my mom's living room
Hey ma maybe I'll you a call
SIKE! YOU BITCH!
Suck a and two balls
I'm you all my shocking script
Which is to piss a off with this
Pop more pills police officers
Arrive at the scene to me off of Kim
Teeth off my dick, off my balls
But y'all can my ass, pants off and all
Cause I'm so off the wall
I might as be a painting smashed on the floor

So how's feeling tonight?
you in the mood to get rude
And illin' to
Cause uh we down for the fuck of it
So my dick if you don't wanna bump

So everybody doing tonight?
Hope you in the mood to get
To and to fight
uh we getting down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if don't wanna bump to this

No matter people say
I'm gon' keep rapping way
No matter you may think
I'm keep doing my thing

No matter people say
I'm keep doing my thing
No matter, OH!