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 me the strength to crush all competition
You blame me for dreaming, I'm a dreamer
And if I'm coming off brash forgive me
But, that's all I
[Verse 1: Da 5'9"]
I just be the illest MC (That's all I want)
The time being as real as can be
Mayhem, sickness, murder,
These are the kind of words describe my aura
G Rap, Ras Kass,
Redman I am cut from cloth
Write a about me, you a dead man
Cool J, I'm Bad
the whole routine and perform it for my father's friends
While smoked and drank
Symphony, D.O.C. me to write what
Would eventually put me on airplanes B.o.B
Canibus, Wu-Tang, you know our but hats off
When we rap this Jack Frost we outline the chalk
Thank God for the cadence
Thank God for the tables
I'm trying to be the sickest n*gga, dead or
And if I happen to fall short, it's been one hell of a
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, Nas'
Em's house, Our
2: Skylar Grey]
So welcome, to our
Where no one, back out
You won't find,
In here, in here, in
2: Joell Ortiz]
When I was a little boy I to be a rapper
Wanted to be on the radio and snapping after
And so I grabbed my pen and pad and scribbled chitter
It off whack
But in the words of a ten year old, my sh*t was getting
I hit the studio at 16, ill
Not knowing how the booth would feel, what's ADAT's and two inch
How you ad-lib? What's a punch? I 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 dusted as long as is available
I'm disgusted as a fan, look how sounding, damn
Weak head, ya'll suck bad, f*ck swag and your kicks from South
I'm finna to be the best in this
I've been invested all my life, so your feet before 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
Please give me the to crush all competition
You can't blame me for dreaming, I'm a
And if I'm coming off please forgive me
But, that's all I
[Hook 2: Skylar
So welcome, to our
Where no one, back out
You find, comfort
In here, in here, in
Joe Budden]
I wanna 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 feelings I'm be killing me
I pull the mic out, can't out
Cause if winning is my enemy
I a nine out, blow my mind out
Is the end of me really
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 clock
Get my moms out the projects, with these concepts, can't digest
And then I stress cause the is rough
I start feeling like sour
The electricity in my will power, could power, the twin towers
For ten hours so send
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 spit for six
Straight, only way to be is to dig down,
If you can hear this in
Side my head like a f*cking drive-by
That's the inside of my mind's like
back on, my career even, hindsights, tunnel vision, 5 mics
Never wanted that so bad well I go mad
with a notepad
Go Taz, on these ho bags
That bother me, but I never wanna show
Just don't act like it does
Even though you know that there will come
A day someone past you, never was
who's as dope as you ever was
And you that's, true cause the competitor in you
Couldn't let be better 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 hard on my, gonads
Tell f*ck theyselves
They call me a wigger Renee Zell
But I raised like a stay-at-home 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
it's, broken glass and there's no trespassing
Alright now we go
Dre me now I'm stamping Yelawolf
Be ready for the most
Clique in the world it's like Clash Of The
I the cracker it's time to set it again
And when it's said and it's all
None shall f*ck with this squadron
So come on in, at own risk
is (our house) B*tch!
[Hook 2: Skylar
So welcome, to our
Where no one, back out
You won't find,
In here, in here, in