Luyện nghe bài hát Our House

[Hook 1:
I wanna be the who ever did it
Don't know if that goal is feasible, or it
But if it is then God, if listenin'
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
1: Royce Da 5'9"]
I wanna be the illest MC (That's all I want)
The same time 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
a rhyme about me, you a dead man
Cool J, I'm Bad
the whole routine and perform it for my father's friends
While they smoked and
Symphony, D.O.C. me to write what
Would eventually put me on airplanes B.o.B
Canibus, Wu-Tang, you know our history but off
When we rap this Frost we outline the track chalk
Thank God for the cadence
Thank God for the tables
I'm trying to be the sickest n*gga, or alive
And if I happen to fall short, 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 house
house, Nas' house
Em's house, Our
[Hook 2: Skylar
So welcome, to our
Where no one, back out
You find, comfort
In here, in here, in
[Verse 2: Joell
When I was a little boy I wanted to be a
Wanted to be on the radio and snapping after
And so I grabbed my pen and pad and chitter chatter
It off whack
But in the of a ten year old, my sh*t was getting phatter
I hit the studio at 16, ill
Not knowing how the booth feel, what's ADAT's and two inch reel
How you ad-lib? What's a I ain't a boxer
But I sure enough learned the ropes, look D and Mike you a monster
Now a game of Contra, I got 99 men
An infinite amount of rounds inside this fine pen
is my dream, don't f*ck with it, I'm telling you
Cause anyone can get as long as production is available
I'm disgusted as a fan, look how n*ggas sounding,
Weak head, ya'll suck bad, swag and your kicks from South Japan
I'm finna to be the best in this
I've been invested all my life, so wipe your feet you step in
Our
1: Eminem]
I wanna be the who ever did it
Don't if that goal is feasible, or it isn't
But if it is then God, if you're
give me the strength to crush all competition
You can't me for dreaming, I'm a dreamer
And if I'm coming off 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
Joe Budden]
I just be the illest MC (That's all I want)
The time being as real as can be
3: Crooked I]
Yo, in my house, the out
No in the facilities
my life's 'bout, to wipe out
These I'm feeling be killing me
I pull the mic out, can't out
Cause if is really my enemy
I pull a nine out, blow my out
Is the end of me serenity?
Man in my house, rap or die
Get a of that apple pie
Life is a Pharcyde song, and that b*tch passes by
So I, got lyrically complex, that way I clock checks
Get my moms out the projects, with these concepts, competition digest
And then I cause the road is rough
I start feeling like sh*t's
The electricity in my will power, could still power, the towers
For ten so send cowards
The message Crooked I
Royce Da 5, Joe Budden, Em
[Verse 4:
In our, we spit like Sig Sauers
The way I feel now I could spit for six
Straight, only way to be is to dig down,
If you can hear sound in
Side my sounds like a f*cking drive-by
what the inside of my mind's like
Looking back on, my career even, hindsights, vision, 5 mics
Never wanted that so bad well I go mad
Nomad with a
Go Taz, on these ho bags
That bother me, but I wanna show that
Just don't act it ever does
though you know that there will never come
A day someone past you, never was
Someone who's as dope as you was
And you hope that's, true cause the in you
Couldn't let be better than you
And you know that, so you don't hold back
What you go back, to working a regular job?
F*ck that, I'm gonna go hard grab on my,
Tell them f*ck
They call me a wigger like Renee
But I raised like a stay-at-home dad
Rap is the only thing that I was ever really, bad to the 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, broken glass and there's no
Alright now we go
Dre me now I'm stamping Yelawolf
Be for the most competitive
in the world it's like Clash Of The Titans
I the cracker it's time to set it again
And when it's and it's all done
None ever f*ck with this squadron
So come on in, at own risk
is (our house) B*tch!
[Hook 2: Grey]
So welcome, to our
Where no one, comes out
You find, comfort
In here, in here, in