Luyện nghe bài hát Our House

[Hook 1:
I be the best who ever did it
Don't know if that goal is feasible, or it
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 off brash please forgive me
But, all I want
[Verse 1: 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 that
Write a rhyme me, you a dead man
J, I'm Bad video
Learn the whole routine and it for my father's friends
While smoked and drank
Symphony, D.O.C. inspired me to write
Would eventually put me on airplanes B.o.B
Canibus, Wu-Tang, you our history but hats off
When we rap this Jack we outline the track chalk
God for the one-two cadence
Thank God for the tables
I'm to be the sickest n*gga, dead or alive
And if I happen to fall short, 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 house
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
2: Joell Ortiz]
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 scribbled chatter
It started off
But in the words of a ten year old, my 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 punch? I a boxer
But I sure learned the ropes, look D and Mike you made a monster
Now a game of Contra, I got 99 men
An amount of rounds inside this mighty fine pen
This is my dream, don't f*ck with it, I'm you
Cause anyone can get dusted as long as is available
I'm disgusted as a fan, how n*ggas sounding, damn
Weak head, ya'll suck bad, f*ck swag and your from South Japan
I'm to be the best in this profession
been invested all my life, so wipe your feet before you step in
Our
1: Eminem]
I be the best who ever did it
Don't if that goal is feasible, or it isn't
But if it is God, if you're listenin'
give me the strength to crush all competition
You can't me for dreaming, I'm a dreamer
And if I'm coming off brash forgive me
But, that's all I
[Hook 2: Skylar
So welcome, to our
Where no one, back out
You won't find,
In here, in here, in
Joe Budden]
I just be the illest MC (That's all I want)
The same time as real as can be
[Verse 3: I]
Yo, in my house, the out
No utilities in the
Feeling my 'bout, to wipe out
These I'm feeling be killing me
I pull the mic out, strike out
Cause if winning is my enemy
I pull a nine out, blow my out
Is the end of me really
Man in my house, rap or die
Get a piece of apple pie
Life is a Pharcyde song, and 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 start feeling sh*t's sour
The electricity in my will power, still power, the twin towers
For ten so send cowards
The message Crooked I
Da 5, Joe Budden, Em Yaowa
[Verse 4:
In our, house we spit Sig Sauers
The way I feel now I could for six hours
Straight, only way to be is to dig down,
If you can hear sound in
Side my sounds like a f*cking drive-by
That's what the inside of my mind's
back on, my career even, hindsights, tunnel vision, 5 mics
Never wanted that so bad I got-ta go mad
Nomad a notepad
Go Taz, spaz on ho bags
That bother me, but I never show that
Just don't act like it ever
Even though you know there will never come
A day blows past you, never was
Someone as dope as you ever was
And you hope that's, true the competitor in you
Couldn't let someone be better 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 wigger like Renee
But I raised 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, when I'm, angry then I'm
Hulk Smash, so much passion but no
If are the windows to the soul
Then it's, broken glass and no trespassing
now here we go
Dre stamped me now I'm Yelawolf
Be ready for the most
Clique in the it's like Clash Of The Titans
I released the cracker time to set it again
And when it's said and it's all
None shall ever f*ck with squadron
So on in, at your own risk
is (our house) B*tch!
[Hook 2: Skylar
So welcome, to our
Where no one, back out
You find, comfort
In here, in here, in