Luyện nghe bài hát Our House

[Hook 1:
I wanna be the who ever did it
Don't know if that is feasible, or it isn't
But if it is then God, if you're
Please give me the to crush all competition
You can't me for dreaming, I'm a dreamer
And if I'm coming off brash forgive me
But, all I want
[Verse 1: Da 5'9"]
I wanna be the illest MC (That's all I want)
The time being as real as can be
Mayhem, sickness, murder,
are the kind of words that describe my aura
G Rap, Ras Kass,
Redman I am cut from cloth
Write a rhyme me, you a dead man
Cool J, I'm Bad
Learn the whole and perform it for my father's friends
While they smoked and
Symphony, D.O.C. inspired me to write
eventually put me on airplanes like B.o.B
Canibus, Wu-Tang, you know our but hats off
When we rap this Jack we outline the track chalk
God for the one-two cadence
Thank God for the lunchroom
I'm trying to be the n*gga, dead or alive
And if I happen to short, it's been one hell of a ride
1 and 2, looking 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, house
Em's house, Our
2: Skylar Grey]
So welcome, to our
Where no one, comes out
You find, comfort
In here, in here, in
[Verse 2: Ortiz]
I was a little boy I wanted to be a rapper
Wanted to be on the radio and snapping pictures
And so I grabbed my pen and pad and scribbled chatter
It off whack
But in the words of a ten old, my sh*t was getting phatter
I hit the at 16, stupid ill
Not knowing how the booth would feel, what's and two inch reel
How you What's a punch? I ain't a boxer
But I sure enough learned the ropes, look D and Mike you made a
Now a game of Contra, I got 99 men
An infinite amount of rounds this mighty fine pen
This is my dream, f*ck with it, I'm telling you
Cause anyone can get dusted as long as production is
I'm disgusted as a fan, look how sounding, damn
Weak head, ya'll suck bad, f*ck swag and your kicks South Japan
I'm finna to be the in this profession
I've been invested all my life, so wipe your feet you step in
Our
1: Eminem]
I wanna be the best who did it
Don't if that goal is feasible, or it isn't
But if it is then God, if you're
Please give me the to crush all competition
You can't blame me for dreaming, I'm a
And if I'm off brash please forgive me
But, all I want
2: Skylar Grey]
So welcome, to our
Where no one, back out
You find, comfort
In here, in here, in
[Interlude: Joe
I just be the illest MC (That's all I want)
The same time being as as can be
3: Crooked I]
Yo, in my house, the out
No utilities in the
Feeling my 'bout, to wipe out
These feelings I'm be killing me
I pull the mic out, strike out
Cause if is really my enemy
I a nine out, blow my mind out
Is the end of me serenity?
Man in my house, rap or die
Get a piece of apple pie
is a Pharcyde song, and that b*tch just passes by
So I, got lyrically complex, that way I could checks
Get my moms out the projects, these concepts, competition can't digest
And then I cause the road is rough
I feeling like sh*t's sour
The in my will power, could still power, the twin towers
For ten so send cowards
The message from I
Da 5, Joe Budden, Em Yaowa
[Verse 4:
In our, house we like Sig Sauers
The way I feel now I spit for six hours
Straight, only way to be is to dig down,
If you can this sound in
Side my head sounds a f*cking drive-by
what the inside of my mind's like
Looking back on, my even, hindsights, tunnel vision, 5 mics
Never that so bad well I got-ta go mad
Nomad with a
Go Taz, on these ho bags
That bother me, but I never wanna show
Just don't act like it ever
Even though you that there will never come
A day someone blows you, never was
who's as dope as you ever was
And you hope that's, cause the competitor in you
Couldn't let be better than you
And you that, so you don't ever hold back
What you gonna go back, to working a job?
that, I'm gonna go hard grab on my, gonads
Tell f*ck theyselves
call me a wigger like Renee Zell
But I hell like a stay-at-home dad
Rap is the only that I was ever really, bad to the bone at
Guess I'm similar to, gangrene when I'm, angry I'm
Hulk Smash, so much passion but no
If eyes are the windows to the
Then it's, broken and there's no trespassing
Alright now we go
Dre stamped me now I'm stamping
Be ready for the competitive
Clique in the world it's Clash Of The Titans
I released the cracker time to set it again
And when it's and it's all done
None shall f*ck with this squadron
So on in, at your own risk
is (our house) B*tch!
[Hook 2: Grey]
So welcome, to our
Where no one, back out
You find, comfort
In here, in here, in