Luyện nghe bài hát Our House

[Hook 1:
I be the best who ever did it
Don't know if goal is feasible, or it isn't
But if it is God, if you're listenin'
Please give me the strength to all competition
You can't blame me for dreaming, I'm a
And if I'm coming off please forgive me
But, all I want
[Verse 1: Da 5'9"]
I just wanna be the MC (That's all I want)
The same time being as as can be
Mayhem, sickness, murder,
These are the kind of that describe my aura
G Rap, Ras Kass,
Redman I am cut that cloth
Write a about me, you a dead man
Cool J, I'm Bad
Learn the whole routine and perform it for my father's
While they and drank
Symphony, D.O.C. me to write what
Would eventually put me on like B.o.B
Canibus, Wu-Tang, you know our but hats off
we rap this Jack Frost we outline the track chalk
Thank God for the cadence
God for the lunchroom tables
I'm trying to be the sickest n*gga, or alive
And if I happen to short, it's been one hell of a ride
Chronic 1 and 2, up at the sky at the sun
Up the day the sun is you
You listening to hip-hop, you in Jay's
Wayne's house, Nas'
house, Our House
[Hook 2: Skylar
So welcome, to our
Where no one, back out
You find, comfort
In here, in here, in
[Verse 2: Ortiz]
When I was a little boy I wanted to be a
to be on the radio and snapping pictures after
And so I grabbed my pen and pad and scribbled chitter
It started off
But in the of a ten year old, my sh*t was getting phatter
I hit the at 16, stupid ill
Not knowing how the booth would feel, what's ADAT's and two reel
How you What's a punch? I ain't a boxer
But I sure enough learned the ropes, look D and you made a monster
Now a game of Contra, I got 99 men
An infinite of rounds inside this mighty fine pen
This is my dream, don't f*ck it, I'm telling you
Cause can get dusted as long as production is available
I'm disgusted as a fan, how n*ggas sounding, damn
Weak head, ya'll suck bad, f*ck swag and kicks from South Japan
I'm finna to be the best in this
I've been invested all my life, so wipe feet before you step in
Our
1: Eminem]
I wanna be the best who did it
Don't know if that is feasible, or it isn't
But if it is God, if you're listenin'
Please give me the strength to crush all
You can't me for dreaming, I'm a dreamer
And if I'm off brash please forgive me
But, that's all I
2: Skylar Grey]
So welcome, to our
Where no one, comes out
You find, comfort
In here, in here, in
[Interlude: Joe
I just wanna be the MC (That's all I want)
The same being as real as can be
[Verse 3: I]
Yo, in my house, the out
No in the facilities
Feeling my life's 'bout, to out
These feelings I'm be killing me
I pull the mic out, strike out
if winning is really my enemy
I pull a nine out, my mind out
Is the end of me serenity?
Man in my house, rap or die
Get a piece of that pie
Life is a Pharcyde song, and that just passes by
So I, got lyrically complex, that way I clock checks
Get my moms out the projects, with these concepts, competition can't
And then I stress cause the is rough
I start feeling like sh*t's
The electricity in my will power, could still power, the towers
For ten hours so send
The from Crooked I
Royce Da 5, Joe Budden, Em
4: Eminem]
In our, house we spit like Sig
The way I feel now I spit for six hours
Straight, way to be great is to dig down,
If you can this sound in
Side my head sounds like a f*cking
That's the inside of my mind's like
Looking on, my career even, hindsights, tunnel vision, 5 mics
Never wanted that so bad I got-ta go mad
Nomad with a
Go Taz, on these ho bags
That bother me, but I wanna show that
don't act like it ever does
Even though you know that there will never
A day someone blows you, never was
Someone as dope as you ever was
And you hope that's, true cause the in you
Couldn't let someone be than you
And you know that, so you don't ever back
you gonna go back, to working a regular job?
F*ck that, I'm gonna go grab on my, gonads
Tell them theyselves
They call me a like Renee Zell
But I raised hell like a dad
Rap is the only thing that I was really, bad to the bone at
Guess I'm similar to, gangrene when I'm, then I'm
Hulk Smash, so passion but no compassion
If are the windows to the soul
Then it's, glass and there's no trespassing
now here we go
Dre me now I'm stamping Yelawolf
Be for the most competitive
Clique in the world it's like Of The Titans
I released the cracker it's to set it again
And when said and it's all done
None shall ever f*ck with this
So come on in, at your own
is (our house) B*tch!
[Hook 2: Grey]
So welcome, to our
Where no one, comes out
You won't find,
In here, in here, in