Luyện nghe bài hát Off The Wall

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

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

One of the worst things yo I am a fag i suck at yo
Is fat, bald men decided to write
And Mouseketeers to sing
I'll stick Britney Spears in a full of mirrors
So she gets fifty years of bad
Club and swear at Christina
When I grab her by the hair and drag her the Sahara
(Bitch!)
You aware of this rap terrorist a therapist
With a hair up his ass a rabbit crawled up his pants
Got a habit of Tylenol in his hands
it melts in his fucking palms and dissolves in his glands
(So who is it?)
The who visits the playground
With two to lay down the school district
Get with a whip with a Marseburg
With a pistol and fed pit bull shit
Sniff glue sticks I give two shits
If I get too rich I just get

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

So how's everybody doing
Hope you in the to get drunk
To screw and to
Cause uh we getting down for the 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 down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if you don't bump

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

Yo when my gat spit it hospital son
Rip your off kiss my ass with it
Slap bitches, Doc, Maths..
(Print it!)
x and acid tabs did it
I'm happening with no rerun
Doc rob when the heat come
My hangs out the Camero
Aimed at the nose when them is hard to breathe from
Flash the gat your town bow
Your wallet, chain the main target
Beef is like cold engine, start it
Bust in the air and hit an pilot
We pound you, rap surround around you
ten speed and brown shoe
Doc and Eminem, the M&M
Blood flows with 2Paclypse and
like Funk Doctor

Mr. Punk
Got the stock inside the lunch box
Pop like I just got jumped
Pop the and pull out the shotgun pump
Knock wood, it's all
Thank God for
But my luck, I'll probably get shot by a stalker
Probably got a Fanatic upstairs in the attic
With an automatic me up there
My man Stan a gat in his hand
Staking my house out in a damn tinted
Pull your out till you can't finish a damn
Ham sandwich or your canned spinach or
You gotta sip a straw
lift through the mall
Pictures of me on my living room wall
Hey ma maybe I'll give you a
SIKE! YOU BITCH!
a dick and two balls
I'm you all my shocking script
is to piss a priest off with this
Pop more than police officers
Arrive at the to pull me off of Kim
Teeth off my dick, hands off my
But can kiss my ass, pants off and all
I'm so goddamn off the wall
I might as well be a smashed on the floor

So how's everybody tonight?
Hope you in the mood to get
And illin' to
uh we getting down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if you don't wanna

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

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

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